Post #12.12, Thursday, September 24, 2020

Historical setting: 563 C.E., Bragda After I met with the bishop, after my mind was clear of wishes, and my memories were of grief, now I find Nic is not where I expected to find him: just outside, practicing his horsemanship. He is nowhere to be seen. He left an apple for my horse.  WhatContinue reading “Post #12.12, Thursday, September 24, 2020”