1.6.6 – Valediction

I felt heightened. My senses were sharper, my eyes were wider. The dreadful haze of fatigue in which I had toiled was lifted. The strains of the labors I had undertaken, instead of sapping my strength, invigorated me. I walked with an animated stride, blood rushing pleasantly in my veins, as though I enjoyed stroll […]

1.6.5 – Heavenly Design

Is God comprehensible? To think of God is to comprehend…him? Her? Ever had the pronoun bedeviled me.  Thus began my heresies. God, I had been taught, was all-encompassing. Why limit the infinite with the attribution of a singular sex? To discuss God, to treat of Godhood, to discuss Godliness, is to work purely within the bounds […]

1.6.4 – Fragment Iteration

I could not stop. The fear and flight kept my blood high, prevented me from too deep a meditation on what I had become. Even now, my limbs once again began to shake, the pain of my wounded shoulder seeped through, the thin scratch down my neck burnt like acid.   The Inquisitor did not move. […]

1.6.3 – Force Multiplier

Twice I had knelt before death. Once in my cloister at Saint Isaac’s, at the unjust mercy of an archbishop. Once in the hollowed-out church of Caer Fara. Now, this third and final time, that dark and familiar lucidity. Death. Bleak as the black face of the ring on my hand. Druids named it The […]