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Sleeping under the moon&stars in the arms of a naked lover,the two of you cradled by furs&soft leaves,lulled by the gentle murmur of the chestnut trees&the far-off rumble of a waterfall,is terribly romantic.Sleeping under a crude lean-to,squashed into a soggy mass between a large,wet husband&an equally large equally wet nephew..while fending off the advances of an immense&thoroughly saturated dog,is slightly less so.
— Jul 03, 2026 03:04PM
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Caterina
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He waited in emptiness, in faith. And then grace came...and he felt once more the gift of pity, calm in its descent like the landing of a dove. ...
How to tell her in words, then, what he'd learned himself by pain & grace? That only by forgiveness could she forget, & forgiveness was not a single act, but a matter of constant practice.
— Jul 18, 2026 01:36PM
He waited in emptiness, in faith. And then grace came...and he felt once more the gift of pity, calm in its descent like the landing of a dove. ...
How to tell her in words, then, what he'd learned himself by pain & grace? That only by forgiveness could she forget, & forgiveness was not a single act, but a matter of constant practice.
Caterina
is on page 522 of 880
It was a leap of faith--to throw one's heart across a gulf, and trust another to catch it. His own was still in flight across the void, with no certainty of landing. But still in flight.
— Jul 13, 2026 04:44AM