Fiction: The Stylites by Scott Payne
Photo Source: Unsplash When the general pyre was out, and the last valediction over, men took a lasting adieu of their interred friends, little expecting the curiosity of future ages should comment upon their ashes; and, having no old experience of the duration of their relicks, held no opinion of such after-considerations. - Thomas Browne, Urn-Burial We were snuggled close in our hammocks, swinging in slow, gentle unison, when Ballard’s voice thundered through the thrumming dark of the...