Falling Star

Falling Star

The first to hit the floor was a pale blue sphere laced with silver swirls and dusted with glitter. The plastic ornament bounced on the hardwood with a hollow knock and rolled until it came to rest against a chair leg, leaving a faint trail of sparkles. The tree...
The Art of Gentle

The Art of Gentle

The world is run by Chicken Little. “The sky is falling! The sky is falling!” So it seems, anyway. The art of persuasion, particularly in the political realm, has been reduced to one key theme: Disaster looms! Only [your favorite platform here] will prevent it! While...
Erased

Erased

A monarch safely hidden “When can I leave?” Isabel stared out the window, over the browns and reds of the wet stone courtyard, over the smooth black iron of the great cannon, beyond the fortress battlements. Fog swirling through the valley below erased all detail from...
Strange Convergences

Strange Convergences

Random thoughts curiously fulfilled One day when I was in high school, a curious question popped into my head: What must it have been like to be an early Christians bringing the Gospel to Rome? I have no idea why I wondered, nor do I recall actually speculating on it,...

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