Historical Setting: Rocky tidal waters, another time Dawn casts light though I don’t remember sleeping. I must have been mentioned by the person who glimpsed at the leftovers of me, even with all the shudders and shrieks of his own fears of death, because now someone is looking for me. He comes with a proddingContinue reading “#80.8 Wednesday, May 20, 2026”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 