The Kingdom On The Edge Of Reality - Plot & Excerpts
Harmonious and balanced, as though it had grown organically among the trees that sheltered it, the abbey with its wooden church and outbuildings radiated an aura of peace and serenity. "Is that a Catholic monastery?" "No, I don't think so. Not exactly. I guess it is for those who want it to be. For the rest of us, it's just the monastery." We tied our horses at a long hitching rail, and hung up our weapons in a sort of lean-to which had shelves and pegs for that purpose. "You can bring the cut-meat inside," said Gordon, indicating the dagger on my belt, "in case we stay for supper." Jenna's horse was tied at the rail along with the horses of the French servants. Albert's horse was not there, nor was Émile's. There were a number of things I wanted to talk to Albert about, and yet I was glad he wasn't there. I wanted a chance to be near Jenna when he wasn't around, and this cloister was as good a place as any. It made me excited just to see her horse. The first person Gordon and I came across was an elderly man dressed in a brown robe.
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