3.4 Filial Felony

(Story begins here) The temple complex faded and a field materialised in its place. On the sporadic, sun bleached grass, thin, wizened cattle were plodding aimlessly around. In the distance were hills dotted with olive trees. “Is this?” breathed Pete. “Yes,” smiled Origen. “Now let’s walk a little way.” The warm breeze ruffled Pete’s hair … Continue reading 3.4 Filial Felony