Brother Gildas
The Light That Did Not Answer Part 1 Year of Our Lord 557 Recorded by Brother Gildas Part One We saw the tower before we reached the village beneath it, a broken finger of stone against the sky where the moor gives way to cliff and the cliff gives way, without...
The Fog Returns Year of Our Lord 557, the first cold nights of autumn Recorded by Brother Gildas It came in from the river at dusk, the way it always comes, though I do not usually remark on weather in these pages. I remark on it now because Norwyn stopped walking...
Year of Our Lord 557 Recorded by Brother Gildas The Wisp The Light Beyond the Heather We went out because a shepherd would not go out himself, and asked us to go in his place, which is not the usual order of things, but he was frightened in a manner I have learned not...
Year of Our Lord 557 Recorded by Brother Gildas Ink Stained Monk I record this one reluctantly, and for a reason I will explain at the end, though I suspect Wilfrid will say I have explained too much already by the time I reach it. We were shown the room by the...
The Man Beneath the Roman Road Year of Our Lord 557 Recorded by Brother Gildas There are roads in this land that belong to no man now. The people who made them are gone, and the stones have been taken from them for walls and hearths, yet still they run beneath the...
BROTHER GILDAS The Mists Over Eoforwic Entry dated the 12th day after the Feast of St. Michael, Year of Our Lord 557 Once more the mists have thickened over Eoforwic. Tonight I beheld Grave Shadow, a tall figure wrapped in the ragged cloak of a Roman legionary. He...