Enough writes:
Saw Grazie plainly in the van of the stream rising to meet the Glorious One. Grateful.
Was also gratified to see some individuals rising from the direction of the city.
The sound of the trumpet reverberates in my memory, marking also my parting from Lyle.
Push onward.
Lyle writes:
The implications of what the future holds for me is becoming more real as I reflect upon what I have witnessed since leaving our people behind.
As we reached the desert floor and split up to take our own unique paths, the heavens split open too. And looking back to whence we came I saw our people streaming skyward to the Glorious One.
And with clarity the widow and her son among them.
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