(Today I share with you a short story I wrote six years ago about the ruins of the Cathedral in St Andrews Scotland, whose grounds I walked often during my studies. It is a place rich in troubled history, and rife for the imagination. The story has only become more important to me over the years, having lost friends. I look more forward than ever to the…
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