Long Ago and Worlds Apart
I can’t speak the language here though I am only 50 miles from home. 50 miles but world away. 800 years from home. I walk a rutted track between stone walls behind which the mountains rise. It is summer, the weather is kind this August of 1157 but the dusk is slowly closing in. I have no place to stay for the night. I speak … Continue reading Long Ago and Worlds Apart