Historical Setting: 793 C.E. The North Sea Gunnar didn’t call me “thrall,” he called me “red shirt.” I am slave to a particular master who identifies his own with the red shirt. My shirt is hardly a brilliant shade of red even though I’m new, because the shirt, like an owned man, is theContinue reading “#68.10, Thursday, May 22, 2025”
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#67.11, Wednesday, April 23, 2025
Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne We are leaving here this morning to sail on the fresh wind into the harbor of Bergenshalvoyen just north of us, our meeting place. The coxswain announces this is the place where these ships will join with others and in greater numbers we will set our sails anew. WeContinue reading “#67.11, Wednesday, April 23, 2025”
Lazarus Ink 