Chapter+6

=__**Story:Ch6**__= I heard trudged footsteps walk down the stairs to the library. I stayed in my peaceful, focussed state but only to find Borso’s face only an arm’s length from mine.’ A message can be sent without words’ I have known this through my entire life and it came in handy right about now. Knowing this, I immediately shut the book, poem and letter inside, shoved it back onto its place on the shelf and moved quickly into the fields. I saw Lidano on my allotted field, obviously tired. I walked up to him, smiled into the winter sun and made him return inside. I worked slowly, distracted as ever. I was considering all the earlier thoughts I had had.

Then I finally decided. I placed the shovel on the ground, quickly got the letter and ‘my’ hymn, and ran through the abbey gates, feeling freer than ever. I had a long way to go from here, but music would save me and bring me through.



Medieval Abbey of San Clemente in Abruzzo, Italy. Guido’s new or old monastery could have looked similar to this