Day 15: Akeldama

“Pardon me, rabboni” Judas shrieked as the noose tightened. It didn’t finish him instantly. Judas counted thirty seconds, one for each piece of silver. His body juddered on the Cercis tree. He heard the crack of the whip and the wail of his rabboni. *Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? * The Cercis tree rained pink flowers.... Continue Reading →

Day 13: Puff Pastry

Anamika, with all her might, folded the dough in front of her. The dough remained stony and adamant, just like the heart of a miser. She pushed and punched it – but the dough refused to budge. “You have just under 40 minutes to go!” Chef Vikas’ voice startled Anamika and brought her back from... Continue Reading →

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