Historical Setting: An unknown time in a cold land An apprehension shadows me as I walk toward the sunset unprepared for nightfall. I feel like I’m being stalked. I no longer fear wolves or any sort of wild thing seeking prey. And how often is this feeling of another presence discovered to be theContinue reading “#63.2, Weds., Dec. 4, 2024”
Through eyes of Jesus' fictional BFF wander the Great Emergences of History
Lazarus Ink 