Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul The cold night wind comes down through this dark. I can hear the sounds of night terrors – the scream of a weasel loosing the life battle with a lion. This night is filled with beasts. I hear the ravages, licking and tugging at the meats. The winningContinue reading “Post #7.3, Tuesday, April 7, 2020”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 