Father Valentine

The priest watched the dust scatter along the temple steps, stirred up by the day’s first breeze. He wondered if his head would roll along the very same steps by day’s end. It was his favorite hour. At sunrise in Rome, time felt stretched out before the sun’s golden rays—full of life, possibility, and today:…

No Such Thing as Enough

We built the settlement in the woods. Each structure ordered, set in a grid, crowded close for protection against the ugly things that skittered in the trees at night. Jacob saw the ugly things, just like the rest of us. They glistened and grimaced against the light thrown from the torches perched over each doorway…