A peculiarity of Francis was to sleep alongside his wolves, as well as the smaller creatures that gathered around.
He chose to to lie down beside them throughout the windswept nights, for mutual warmth. He was not the only brother to see the sense of it; for his Community of now twenty, cohabited with the creatures of both forest and farm.
The Order would say, that if it was good enough for our little Lord to take sleep in a barn, it was correct for ourselves also.
And so their bedded room was something of a large stable, that was shared, instead of the individual cold cells ordinarily used by the monks in the towns.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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