“THE LAST TRIBUTE” (THE CONCLUSION)

Read part one of “The Last Tribute” here and part two here. Starlight bathed me in a cold destiny as I hurried into the courtyard. Covering my face with my hands, I breathed in the sweet smell of crushed hyssop, and …[ read more ]

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“THE LAST TRIBUTE” (CONTINUED)

Did you miss part one of “The Last Tribute” or want to refresh your memory? Start the story from the beginning here. The first magi rose from the floor and straightened his imperial suit. Dirt now obscured the dragon pattern in …[ read more ]

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“The Last Tribute” (A Short Christmas Story)

Bethlehem, 4 BC I kissed Jesus’ forehead, and he beamed up at me. His first toothless grin. I laughed and kissed him again, but this time a tear rolled down my face. Who was I to be blessed with such a …[ read more ]

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