Brother Servant asked me to meet here after vespers when my boys are settled in for the night. Brother Servant and a nobleman are waiting by the gate. Brother Servant tells me, “King Guntram is dead.” “I’d heard that. He was old. He was the last living son of Clothar.” “HeContinue reading “#43.2, Weds., April 5, 2023”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
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