It was the glimpse of a frost iced field, where the lowly sheep were lazily crunching on crisp grass, that touched my heart and brought the memories of chapped cheeks and gloves with holes where the cold wind whistled and the promise of snow. ——– Snow that fell in lazy circles tasting of ice cream,… Continue reading How will they know?
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The Wise Men
It was slow and cold over the malevolent mountains where icicle adorned camels tread on vague suspicions of trails. Their bitter breath freezing in the air and each of us huddled gasping against the icy blasts. The camps were hard; starting a fire and hiding under the rough rugs and skins, sheltering under the lee… Continue reading The Wise Men