Thursday, February 21, 2008
The bell tower of Notre Dame Cathedral was the best place in the world for quiet contemplation, at least when the bells weren’t ringing. When the choir sang, the voices were channeled up into space, creating a white noise that soothed and calmed. The views over the city had improved since the clean air act, and even the Seine didn’t stink of humanity anymore. Lucifer turned his gaze inward and contemplated his lack of navel. Seizing control of the church in 1394 was an act of sheer genius. The mortals never realised it was his lieutenants they were praying to.