Mikel was born on Christmas Day. To the villagers of his remote mountain region he was treated as something of a miracle. His parents were very old, way past the age of respectable child bearing. On the day of his birth, the villagers carried this mother and child along the one dirt track in the Christmas procession as their own Nativity play … the beautiful carved Cross with the weeping face of Jesus looked down on them all. Mikel was a beautiful boy with a transcendental perfection to his form; the people were in awe of him. As he grew…
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