Tuesday, August 28, 2007

The Monks of the Forbidden Word

Vixen paused in her walk through what used to be the monk’s dormitory. She took one hand out of her robes to point at the arch of the doorway, seven feet above their heads. “If they had no heating,” she said, “Why did they have such huge doors? Surely they let the cold in?”

Jasfoup took the cigar out of his mouth. “The Monks of the Forbidden Word were all nephilim,” he said, “the sons of angels and mortal women. The shortest of them was nine feet in height.”

He gave her a nudge with his elbow. “It was a tall order.”

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