The Old Bridge
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The man had just crossed the old bridge. Behind him the rugged, high mountains, on the other side the lavish green forest. He took a left into what seemed to ... Read more
The Prelude in the Little Church on the Mountain
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The new year had just begun and, as every year, P. came to the chapel on the mountain to see his Master. It was getting dark and he had been ... Read more
Montsegur, 2010
Imagination, Quest of the Sword, Santiago's Dream, Self-Discovery
All my plans in ruins. For hours now I’d been looking for that stone monument. I had driven through this little village at least thirty times on this monday afternoon ... Read more