Historical Setting: Jarrow, 794 C.E. Ousbert and I return to our cells in the guest quarters. Tonight, I don’t light a candle. There is nothing I need to read and nothing else that needs to be written. I can just sit here in the darkness and sort through the shady corners of this day —Continue reading “#78.8 Wednesday, March 18, 2026”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 