Posts labeled dreams
This is another story that I wrote in the mid-1990s. It was definitely my ‘blue’ period. The old abbot looked out across the dusty compound surrounding the ancient old chedi from the shade of a tree. It was late in the afternoon, on a typically hot March day. The workmen were already finishing up their work for the day; not that there were that many of them left. The work on the reconstruction of the chedi was almost complete.