Historical Setting, 561 C.E., Gaul No stars, no moon — the stillness of dark has no dimension – no goodness, no evil just void. Dear God were it only true that the one who gathers the dead had come for me this night. Stay near me. I would rather not be discarded alone. Amen.Continue reading “Post #2.5, Wednesday, 11-13-2019”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
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