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- Herausgeber: Ali Ribelli Edizioni
- Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018
Around 1200 aD. Jacopo is a young apprentice at the legendary Monastery of the Holy Cave in Subiaco. A dark legend surrounds the shrine on top of the mountain... In spite of himself, the boy will have to face a terrible trial: to save his life but above all his spirit.
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The Room of a Thousand Faces
by Jason R. Forbus
Copyright © 2018 by Jason R. Forbus
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The Room of a Thousand Faces
by Jason Ray Forbus
Contents
The Room of a Thousand Faces
From the Chronicles of Master Jacopo:
THE ROOM OF A THOUSAND FACES
«... if it is light you seek, Benedict, why did you choose the caves?.
«The caves won’t offer you the light you seek. Nevertheless, keep looking for its rays in darkness, because only in the dead of night do the stars shine.» [i]
– Inscription at the entrance of the Santo Speco Monastery, Italy
Complete darkness had fallen upon the small monastery on the mountain. It was a dark, starless night. The dim light of a torch guided two hooded shadows through a maze of narrow corridors. The master and his pupil felt as pilgrims in their own house, deformed by alien shades and secret whispers. The porticos, so bright during daylight, now looked like the jaws of a sleeping dragon.
«W-where are you taking me?» The boy, gripped by cold and fear, hesitantly stammered.
The old master looked at him as if to order silence, or maybe to encourage him. Jacopo never learned the truth. His master spoke not a word that stern man was not going to break the Rule.
The silence was absolute. Nothing murmured now. The shuffle of their long robes was absorbed by the ancient, smooth stoned floor.
They came to the “Door That Must Never Be Opened”, as the monks called it when the Abbot was not around to hear. The student recognized the door as the nightmare and mystery it represented for him and his companions. He so wished they were all here, now! He would not have been afraid of just about anything, then.
