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Easter brings the new hope of the miraculous resurrection, but as with all things worldly, the pure is corrupted. I have to say it is more than a little ironic as my parishioners disappear to wonder if my Easter Mass might not find the pews filled with the living dead a...

Shouts drew me out to the side of the church.  There she was.  She was a gruesome thing that appeared motley and hideously nude a mockery of the feminine form to be sure. She was bent over a wounded man. It was Therion down on the ground and trying to fend...

The long road, it is what I have begun to call our new lives.  We are on the long road to the other side: evil men, good men, we common folk, walkers, all just heading down that road.  It took us from the kill zone of San Francisco which was...