A Knight's Tale
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In the makeshift chapel hidden in the narrow city back street, a lone knight keeps vigil on this, the eve of his calling. He kneels, broadsword clasped between his hands, his head bowed.
“If this be my destiny, grant me a sign.” He raises his eyes to the niche containing a plaster angel, lays the blade across his palms and offers it in service to the unseen entity ever present in this sacred place.
The door behind him swings open; a voice, carried on the wind, speaks.
“Behold Drogyn, Demonbane Truthsayer, I name thee 'Keeper of the Deeper Well' hereafter.”
Jan.2006