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Tuesday, 18 May 2021

Dressed for Court

His green velvet had been embellished with gold - real 24kt gold, embroidered into the gown, of golden leaves, with peridot and sapphires sewn at their points. It was a glorious cape, concealing well the smallness within. This Pope, innocent to Hode’s stare, all the while, had been praying.

He himself was dressed for court - Puck had a flair for regalia and wore it well. It was a change from the over-large sacks that the black Monks travelled in. He looked today neither like a reverent or a vagabond - adorned in a fashionable suede that was simply embellished here and there with threads of silver, sporting his indefinable charisma, that said subliminally: ‘you may love me’.

However, the elderly Pope’s attendants were not so enamoured.

They held a thick distrust for anyone within the Vatican walls who was not immediately related to their society. It was a rare occurrence to have such visitations from an outsider. And recently, there was a skepticism rife concerning the Pontiff’s reasoning - which was doubly troubling.

Each had vowed to keep an eye on this visitor lest he was a trickster … and thus they refused to leave the two alone for any confidences that might be shared.


-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances

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