anarcho_john's Journal

medevil vocab Story
this is an Idea for a story I have,i base it on a list of vocab words for my GRE

here it goes

The arch diocese of Tollhouse has chased them for years. But now they had finally found them.

It was 1472AD a after the Albasinian Crusade took place and Phillipe the Perfecta was being brought in by the Inquisition for being a Gnostic Cathar Heretic, and an aberrant Perfecta that deviated for the Catholic churches norm. The churches wanted to force the people of Burdue region of France and the Rhineland back to its canonical standards.

Unlike the erudite and knowledgeable ways of the Cathar, the Catholic Church itself proclaimed its beliefs were axiomatic and could never be wrong, all of its teachings could not be debated by common delvers, ”the mystery of Faith” was a mystery and only high ranking church officials could debate the meaning of its context not the people or common believers. Only the church officials and noble scholars could debate and equivocate on the meanings of the holy books. This is one reason they took such offense to the Gnostics. be case in the case of the cathars anyone could debate the secrets of the holy text and anyone form a noble to a prefect to a simple learned peasant could try to philosophize about their faith and disabuse the centuries of distortion of the sacred text and uncover the meaning of them.

But now it was going to be inquisition of the Archdiocese they would first try to censure me to the point and which I would brake then they would more capricious as if to win me back to the flock. But they had nothing of the sort in mind for a run of the mill cathar they would try do win him back to the flock, but I was now ordinary cathar I was a prefect and in their view my existence was irreconcilable with God's will. They would simple resort to chicanery to get me to confess myself as a heretic and get to reveal the other of my kind still in hiding would try to fulminate some contrived statement so they could bur me at the sake.

Then amongst hearing all the neologism of heresy of the time I heard her name Jeannine heart was pounding as they now brought her up on the same heresy charges as I was facing first instinct was to do a grete act of magnanimity and and sacrifice myself on their alter for .But I knew that was not possible for what we had done was not just against the ways of the church but the celibate ways of the perfecta as well. And I know it would not have her in the end. In the recant years I had become increasingly inured to doing distasteful things. as perfecta we had hed our tradition black hood and robes so that that we could hide ourselves form the inquisitors. My thoughts became increasingly discordant as I thought of what to do. I knew if we escaped we would face not only the hunt by the inquisitors but the ostrezation of our fellow cathars, the perfecta in particular.

Increasingly it began to be clear and lucid as to what I must to I would laud the cathars and denounce janeane as a traitor to the cathar s say that she was a catholic and a traitor that way they would burn me as a fanatical cathar but it might save Janeing her life as they would perceive her as an innocent victim. If the Idea would ever nascent about her being a sister prefect, she would be put to the stake anyway had to convince the inquisitional court that she was average cathar a eater of sordid meat, who I had failed to seduce tot he power of Satan. If this worked it would obviate the need for her execution by the church.

First I would sing song my Paean to the Gnostic mother goddess Sofia and how how Janene was unworthy of her that way she could not be linked with what they deemed a evil goddess. If the court could see this as a perfidy against her they could see that she was somehow Innocent I could Precipitate the actions of count raule of the court and the Abbott could precipitate my plan really fast then if I could not save myself but I could do so with Janean.

Across the room she locked reticent previously she had been struggling and kicking as we seemed as if our thoughts were both rotating by a torque cased by our own selfless and selfish thoughts going around in are headed all been Truculent to fight the inquisitors but as a prefect none of us could lift a hand against anyone that was the job of the cathar nobles and army of boudue and they had been overwhelming torque in our head continued rotation though was it really worth it to kill our love as well as what had left of our love in Christ as Good Christians so I could save my lover and sister Prefect's skin.

Current Mood: accomplished

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