An introduction to a series written by Glen R. H. Bradley
Prologue: Awakening
Cold, damp, and dark. I slowly pull myself back into consciousness keeping my eyes closed as long as possible. I find that the ground-flat stones of the floor feel more frozen-sharp beneath my back. What happened last night? I remember sneaking past Pryor John’s office on my way out of the abbey. Oh shit…. My head began to feel as if giants were dancing some strange jig inside. I got drunk and this was the Lord’s reward for my night of debauchery. I lay there for five more minutes slowly regretting the events of the past evening. As my eyes adjust to the lighting – or the lack there of – I slowly recall the developments of my not-so-distant past.