Wilderness and Witness

How long O Lord before you kill these people the things they say and do are so sinful. Deep in the dark they lurk as if to cover up their…


The Celt’s Friend

The moon shone in a soft glow of silver light as he made his way to the seashore. His little foot caught on a root making him stumble but he knew better than to cry out. The blood trickling down his knee made no impression on his childish face. He had a mission.

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