NOTE: THIS IS a DOWNLOADABLE E-BOOK. It was such a sleep that fell upon Hermas in the Grove of Daphne. an immeasurable period, an interval of life so blank and empty that he could not tell whether it was long or short, had passed over him when his senses began to stir again. the setting sun was shooting arrows of gold under the glossy laurel-leaves. He rose and stretched his arms, grasping a smooth branch above him and shaking it, to make sure that he was alive. Then he hurried back toward Antioch, treading lightly as if on air.
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B&R Samizdat Express
February 01, 2009
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