Wardens Fourth Edition
Return to the Jungle - Stories
A look at what happened during and/or after Session 12.
Story - Knight - Dreams and Visions
Game Date: 12/24/2004
Location: San Francisco, California
Knight of Saint Michael
Dear Heavenly Father, what are these demons that bedevil me?
Is the monk there to guide me or to mock thee? Is he there to lead me home or to distract me from my purpose? The Devil used to tempt man as a monk. Is this whatís happening?
Or is he a lecherous monk trying to make a tryst with Bridie? I closed my eyes to much of that in Crossing March. Maybe this is where I pay for that.
And what is the Norse who tracks me? I call him Erik. Is he Norse? Is he Saxon? What is he? Why does he dog my every step on patrol?
I think I shall dog him, run him to ground, and...hold yourself, Guillaume. Youíre not supposed to harm your fellow man.
Is he a man? Is he a beast? Is he a demon?
I donít know. Guide me, dearest God. I donít know.
And what of the... the... the Roman? It is Roman, beast, demon, angel, or simply man?
Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come. Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from Evil.
I try to do your will. I will do better once I know what your will is. I hallow your name. At the end itís all Iíve got.
Iíll settle for apples and Calvados.
I really need help with the forgiveness. For my Father. I still resent my Father. I think he still resents me. It burns me that I must ask Fatherís forgiveness when I have done nothing, nothing, wrong. Nothing.
Help me, God. Help me with my visions. Help me with my life. So much evil. So much evil.
William stood up. He was weary from the stress and the effort. His knees hurt. His mind hurt. His heart hurt. Pain is your friend. It helps you know youíre still alive.
Uncle Geoffroi would have admired the Marines. Maybe they would have admired him. William admired the Marines. Maybe one day they would admire him. William drew up his soul and exited the church for the streets of San Francisco.
Record Last Changed Date: 8/28/2007
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