Hortus Conclusus
At fifty-five, Sister Gertraude felt old. However, she still had a few decades to live. She felt it in her limbs, still agile in the dawn; in her hands, as…
Read MoreAt fifty-five, Sister Gertraude felt old. However, she still had a few decades to live. She felt it in her limbs, still agile in the dawn; in her hands, as…
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