01-01-2022, 10:25 PM
REMEMBER WE ARE DUST —
— on earth as it is in heaven. those eyes. eyes and skin and hands, but also wings. a sense of great wings enfolding him, and his mind finally found the word. the word was unearthed by his fear like the tomb was unearthed by the storm. and the word was ‘angel.’ angel. and he was so afraid. “drink. drink. take this, all of you, and drink from it. this is my blood. the blood of the new and everlasting covenant shed for you and for all so that sins may be forgiven.” these words in the old man’s old mind again and again and again and again as he drank. monsignor john pruitt woke the next morning. the storm had passed. the sun was coming in through the cave’s entrance, and he walked to it. he walked to it. and he raised a hand to shield him from the sun. his hand was young again. the decades washed away... —— AND DUST WE SHALL RETURN
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