
The monks who gathered in front of the derelict chapel did so for a reason.
It was once again the first Tuesday of the month, and the day the apparition appeared above the chapel door.
For those remaining monks it was a reason for their devotion. Within society religion, as they knew it had all but disappeared and the landscape was littered with the remains of churches and monasteries from days when religion and those who practised it held a position of superiority.
Only the devout survived, clinging to a hope that belief and faith would hold them in good stead. Society ridiculed them, and they retired to the few liveable places left where they could pray in solitude.
But the apparition had given them hope. For a long time, they said nothing to anyone, keeping the phenomenon to themselves.
It was Brother Angus who stepped close to the chapel…
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