"Not 'vengence', 'Justice' " …
Yes, that sounded more spirtual. Justice. After reading “Profiles in Faith,†the cleric would thirst for justice. He would be shocked but not satiated by “Compassionate Slavery.†Only then would Fredric reveal his “institusional gossiping†proposal. In the young revolutionary’s imaginings , he saw the old cleric respond by jumping up , clicking his heels together and pledging unlimited amounts of monies to ensure the project’s success.
The only thing that the single-minded Oneist was unsure of when he arrived at the Abby was how to present his pro-emigration campaign – “Aveas:Land of…â€. It didn’t easily fit into his talk of veng…Justice. Still, Fredric had a feeling that it was too important not to mention…..and then there was the printing venture,also …"Hmmm"… Oh, well. He would play it by ear and trust Dominicus to guide him. He opened the Abby door and entered.
The spires of the Abbey tower over the Seams, the gargoyles looking down upon its citizens in warning. The foreboding dark look of the building belies the devotion that can be found within. A modest wooden door with an iron handle opens up to a long gallery and peaceful garden.
The peacefulness of the garden contrasted with the perpetual urban chaos outside, causing the former monk-in-training to wax nostalgic. At that moment, he could think of no better way of life than the Monk’s peaceful existance.
"If things were different…."
Now, however, there was a job to do – a Council to bring down. He could reminisce later.
Fredric walked up to the first person he could find and asked for directions to the Upper Calefactory.