We are going to be starting our Resurrection Weekend activities today, so you will not be seeing too much of us online for the next few days.
In the spirit of giving, I thought I would share a tidbit of a short story Dwight is working on. I hope you find it entertaining. I also hope that all of you have a blessed and safe Holiday.
William Cowley watched in abject horror as Darkness claimed The Gaunt Man. He had wished the man dead on many a sleepless night, but he didn’t murder him—if it were even possible for such a thing to die. And now, with his tormentor gone, there was no time to ruminate or celebrate or mourn. His mind whispered that he should simply resign himself to the Hell his blasphemous deed had earned. If he simply let go, the tendrils would embrace and carry him into the cosmic void. It would be so easy.
“No,” he whimpered. There had to be another way. He’d briefly glimpsed what lurked in the abyss.
In the space of a heartbeat, he determined his course of action: surely It would be appeased by The Book and his judgment prorogued. In due time, he reasoned, he may yet earn clemency or—dare he say it?—Salvation.
See you Monday,
Rebecca [and Dwight]