By Robert Hunt
Lattice Tavern, termed finalis subsisto by locals, was often the last stop for fledglings en route to monastic life at Blyth Abbey.
Eating dinner hearthside sat John, the callow youngest son of a Gloucestershire merchant. Next morning he’d take solemn vows. Why? Father wished it. And closeness to God certainly justified such a life choice. But what was he sacrificing? Damn this doubt; not even ale could assuage it.
Beatrice the maid had chatted with John since his arrival. Tonight, she enticed the lad to her lair.
More than ever, sunrise brought elation. Abbot Aldous administered the vows.
John embraced them.
This is a most unusual and unexpected story. Good work.
There is a lot of story here, packed into so few words, Robert. Well done!
Thank you. I think the tale of a medieval novice monk’s search for fulfillment can still resonate today.
Colorful with a lot packed into a small space. I’m impressed.
Interesting read… I enjoyed it… Kudos …
Good storytelling. Like the setting and hints of a much bigger story lurking just out of sight. I assumed John might be tempted by earthly pleasures, but clearly not!
Really enjoyed this. Stayed interested the entire time!
A good read.