Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul The cold night wind comes down through this dark. I can hear the sounds of night terrors – the scream of a weasel loosing the life battle with a lion. This night is filled with beasts. I hear the ravages, licking and tugging at the meats. The winningContinue reading “Post #7.3, Tuesday, April 7, 2020”
Category Archives: Historical Fiction
Post #7.2, Thursday, April 2, 2020
Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul More voices stir around in the darkness. “Look, it seems to be a man here who was stripped and beaten and yet this horror is all so close to this busy road.” “Has no one passed this way yet and taken notice?” “Why doesn’tContinue reading “Post #7.2, Thursday, April 2, 2020”
Post #7.1, Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul It seems it isn’t death because death doesn’t have touch or taste or an ache in the head. Perhaps this dark is night or maybe I seem to have forgotten how to open my eyes… or move… or make a sound to call for … I’ve forgotten whoContinue reading “Post #7.1, Wednesday, April 1, 2020”
Post #6.13, Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul Now I set out on my walk as George returns to his cell in the monastery to await his horsemen with their weapons. He tells me when I see him next he will be Gregory, Bishop of Tours. Gregory will be his new priestly name and his aspiration isContinue reading “Post #6.13, Tuesday, March 31, 2020”
Post #6.12, Thursday, March 26, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul As when I arrived here, I’m granted audience with the bishop. He greets George with a familial hug and to me, he nods politely. This time the abundance of robes filling the throne seems buoyed by our presence. And I see it is because of George. “So my dearContinue reading “Post #6.12, Thursday, March 26, 2020”
Post #6.11, Wednesday, March, 25, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul The Shrine of St. Martin is a hub of activity. The basilica also here is the see of the Bishop of Tours, Eufronius. The longest line is of pilgrims awaiting the blessings and their touch of the Saint’s relics. Certainly each is seeking a personal miracle. From my ancient viewContinue reading “Post #6.11, Wednesday, March, 25, 2020”
Post #6.10, Tuesday, March, 24, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul This river — the Liger or Loire as it is known — marks the tangible edge of old Roman power. The abundance of massive constructions with its bridges and aqueducts gave Tours a wall and roads but failed to cross this river here with a bridge. So for crossingContinue reading “Post #6.10, Tuesday, March, 24, 2020”
Post #6.9, Thursday, March 19, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul The writings of young George seem to me filled with notions of an awkward triangular god-head working in pagan magic. In his naïve drafts I read an old legend of an ancestor to Merovech born of a tryst between monster and human. Perhaps maturity will bring him edits ofContinue reading “Post #6.9, Thursday, March 19, 2020”
Post #6.8, Wednesday, March 18, 2020
Historical setting: 562 C.E. Gaul George is determined to beat the life from Christianity and sanctify the deaths as he foists upon me the necessity for rotting saints. “I can assure you Heretic Lazarus, St. Lazarus was a true martyr for Christ.” I rebut. “They only died because the emperor of Persia feared Rome.” Continue reading “Post #6.8, Wednesday, March 18, 2020”
Post #6.7, Tuesday, March 17, 2020 (St. Patrick’s Day)
Historical setting: Remembering 5th Century Ireland Today, I venture again into young George’s crumbs of Latin, and I’m reminded of another Christian of awkward tenses whom I only caught in a glimpse about a century ago.[Author’s footnote] He cut a deep swath of Jesus’ love through the middle of the once pagan Ireland. ButContinue reading “Post #6.7, Tuesday, March 17, 2020 (St. Patrick’s Day)”
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