Every year, on new moon's day in the fifth month, the kind god of the temple on the hill shares a feast with his dearest sons (and, that role fell on the fatherless).
At 19, I was here.
Today, I am here to hold the #hand of my 4-year-old son. Before he has that feast.
#vss365
from my short story 'The Feast':
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-feast.html
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