The fire crackles and I place more wood into the flames. Orange light flickers over her face as she sleeps. So beautiful, but pregnant, and the baby's not mine.
Smoke rises into the air, and I sit back, looking into the clear night sky.
I must admit, the star everyone is talking about is impressive. They say it's a sign that a change is going to come. Probably not for the likes of me though.
Looking down the hill, in the distance I can just make out the lights of Bethlehem.
Smoke rises into the air, and I sit back, looking into the clear night sky.
I must admit, the star everyone is talking about is impressive. They say it's a sign that a change is going to come. Probably not for the likes of me though.
Looking down the hill, in the distance I can just make out the lights of Bethlehem.
