Historical Setting: 793 C.E. Skåne The seiðr, whose name I don’t even know, brought me to a ruin of a house with no door. We sailed here on the west wind so I could know the answers to my questions about this land. As always, I’m wandering, just looking for the thread ofContinue reading “#66.8, Wednesday, March 19, 2025”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 