They came from all over to see him. Germany. Sweden. Slovakia. Mississippi. Over 700 had, at one time or another, made the trip to his home deep in the Cascades to see the teacher. The prophet. Isaiah Solzhen.
Of course “Isaiah Solzehn” wasn’t his name. He’d taken that after running away from home at 17 because it was a lot more impactful than his real name, Jacob Tanner. But Isaiah had done more than merely change his name in the 15 years he’d spent on his own. H
Full of Fear and Prophecy
By: Belloc
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These woods were grown to disarm you
Fayn Builder’s Codex
Monitor: Prefect Marce
Entry One
This one really is my own. Two tanned hide covers, coarse thread binding through the spine in a spider knot pattern, calfskin vellum pages, all blank. No precepts. Nothing. My own private codex.
Ten years of having every word I wrote or spoke examined by a precept, every deviation from the ideal corrected by a scholar. And they send me off to my first work with a blank book.
I don’t know if
Panic
By: Belloc
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