Historical setting: 589 C.E. Pagan Village near the Loire Thankfully, the assignment we are given is hard work and takes us until nightfall. Whenever we are near the cottage we hear sounds through the thatch, sometimes, murmurs and conversation, sometimes the cry of a woman in birth. Yet there is never that terrible emptyContinue reading “#37.5, Weds., Oct. 12, 2022”
Category Archives: Historical Fiction
#37.4, Tues., Oct. 11, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. The river crossing near Tours We all have secret fears of plague, and now the sumptuous accommodations of Bertigan Hall don’t soften worry that Tilp must be very near her time. There are worries. We learn that Thole is in a state of panic. The cooper crossed over with aContinue reading “#37.4, Tues., Oct. 11, 2022”
#37.3, Thurs., Oct. 6, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. On the south side of the Loire The rain seems powerless now for dampening spirit. The little donkey bounds the full circumference of the pasture fence, bucking and leaping, dancing his finest moves to please the stolid mares looking on. Jesse stands akimbo by the gate watching the romp,Continue reading “#37.3, Thurs., Oct. 6, 2022”
#37.2, Weds., Oct. 5, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. The river crossing near Tours In this little fringe of a wood I watch a vixen eluding me, giving up her own hiding so I won’t notice her kits. It seems when I am in love the whole world is in love, and when my mind is only onContinue reading “#37.2, Weds., Oct. 5, 2022”
#37.1, Tues., Oct. 4, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. The river crossing near Tours This cold October rain is relentless. Rivulets of gray water run in the ruts merging into the full river of roadway. The little donkey shakes his head to clear his eyes. I lead him walking, while the women spread the tarp over the cart forContinue reading “#37.1, Tues., Oct. 4, 2022”
#36.13, Thurs., Sept. 29, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. near Poitiers The moon set, leaving us in a long darkness, but not at all for sleeping and already we are gathering for morning prayers. Ana and Colleen are draped in huge woolen robes hidden completely in hoods and sleeves. There are no secrets in this hall though nothing isContinue reading “#36.13, Thurs., Sept. 29, 2022”
#36.12, Weds., Sept. 28, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. near Poitiers Ana is telling me of her fears of the earl’s guardsmen. “I rode as fast as I could ride in the dim moonlight by the river, but I knew that right behind me were the earl’s guardsmen. They had seen me in the earl’s stable readying myContinue reading “#36.12, Weds., Sept. 28, 2022”
#36.11, Tues., Sept. 27, 2022
Historical setting: 589 near Poitiers Ana is telling me of finding Lady Elise. “She was neither blue nor gray. Her skin was pale but not dead. I thought she may actually only be unconscious but seemed not dead at all. Immediately I had to allow this dangerous man a story to save himself.Continue reading “#36.11, Tues., Sept. 27, 2022”
#36.10, Thurs., Sept. 22, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. Poitiers Dear God let us feel your presence. And stay close to Ana. Amen. This afternoon I return to the work of helping Brother August and his apprentice. With three of us working, we have revealed the shoulders of the mother and the head of the infant is nowContinue reading “#36.10, Thurs., Sept. 22, 2022”
#36.9, Weds., Sept. 21, 2022
Historical setting: 589 C.E. Poitiers Ana is telling me that she and Colleen turned the previous midwife’s journal over to Lady Elise’s mother. “It affirmed the family’s worst fears. These childbirth deaths may not have been the natural consequences of difficult births, but something more sinister. The earl is one who seems theContinue reading “#36.9, Weds., Sept. 21, 2022”
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