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Thursday, November 19, 2009

November drabbles - 19

At the mercy of rain and soil, reaping rewards of backbreaking toil, ruled by law and God together, with practical steps the pilgrims prepared for the cold. And if the strangers had colored skin, spoke foreign words, dressed odd and worshiped a different kind of God, well, so did strangers everywhere. The streets of Leiden had never quite been home.

“Can I sleep in Sam’s wigwam?”
“Can Sam sleep in my house?”
“Can we have dinner together?”

At the mercy of love and peace, now quarrels ceased and they were chosen friends. But others made their own plans, wanting more.

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