Do you know how this ends yet. Just curious.
Do any of us know exactly how life’s story ends for us, or when? I should hope not…
Chris, Such Power, to volunteer, to be dis-armed.
Einar, grasping at shadows fleeting by, every Fourth, Second, Sixth one, a Truth, the rest, a paranoia... AND reality, presented in his past.
How to Identify Truth, from reality... they ~are not~ always the same, Yes?
No, it seems they are not, and the distinction can apparently become pretty slippery at times.
Philip, thank you, as always, for your words. God bless and keep you, my friend.
And now, an announcement. I’m going away, up to the high country where it’s just me, the sharp-edged ridges and the wind in the trees, and I’ll be gone for a week or so, which means no more chapters during that time. I am taking pen and notepad, though, so should have a chance to get some written for when I get back.
Thank you all for reading, for the comments and discussion. It’s all appreciated.