“I Just Fell Down from the Moon!” Cyrano de Bergerac

  “You mean if you like my story, you can let me go free?” Dawkins asked. “Hardly that. But we can offer you hope that they cannot.” “Hope of what? A harp and a cloud?” I could hear Dawkin’s spit hit the floor. “Let Ollie be the angel. I don’t plan on dying. There’s still … Continue reading “I Just Fell Down from the Moon!” Cyrano de Bergerac