“The horse blew and looked at him with big, trusting eyes. “Just two more days, Adolphus,” he said gently. “Then you’ll be able to spend the rest of your life grazing in fields of green grass. I promise.” All around him, the Essenes were busy, packing their horses, cleaning up camp, speaking in low voices. He looked out across the silent, dove-colored hills to the highlands in the distance. As sunlight broke over the horizon, a tawny gleam haloed the place where the holy city of Yerushalaim nest...led. He thought of his home, the home he suspected he could never again return to, and a pained yearning struck his heart. He so wanted to sleep in his own bed, and to see his ailing father one last time. Perhaps, if Petronius … No, you can’t let yourself believe that. It will weaken your resolve. You have one duty left to perform, then you must flee. He patted the horse again, gripped the reins, and led Adolphus toward the other horses; his hooves clip-clopped across the stone in a slow, patient rhythm.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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