Chief Shepherd: What are you eating? Under-Shepherd: Mmmmm...Rightness. It tastes good! Chief Shepherd: Why are you eating? Under-Shepherd: Because I am hungry. Chief Shepherd: Why did you not come to me? I am the Bread of Life.
Nobody ever said Lunkie was a beautiful ox. Nobody ever said Lunkie was ugly either. He was just…lunkie. Lunkie was a massive, disproportionate thing. His huge midsection swayed, sagged, and […]
The sea was gray and foreboding under a steely sky. The wind – cool and treacherous – whipped up white-caps in the distance and made the laundry snap sharply on […]