The Blood That Cries in the Ground
by Gregory
Bellarmine
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BLURB:
Italy.
A tough master of novices, Father Dante encounters the bold young priest
Antonio who challenges his identity and accuses him of being the Saint
Nicholas. But despite the Father faking his death, a determined Antonio
discovers a rather alive Dante arrayed in kilt and armor.
In
return for Antonio’s silence—and to protect the town from attracting all manner
of darkness—Dante agrees to tell his life story. Without explanation, Dante
orders Antonio to meet him at night in the abandoned Cathedral, the site of a
former battle that the Church has kept secret for a generation.
Until
today.
The
Criskindl. Ice Steeds. The Unborn. Saint.
From
the Dark Ages’ when Poet-Sorcerers ruled kings, to the Holy Land when a new
civilization was rising, to Revolutionary France where love is lost and gained,
Father Dante pursues the one responsible for both his master and his mother’s
deaths: Black Peter, his brother.
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Excerpt
Three:
I stood up and snarled. "All this for a romp?"
Catherine walloped a blurring slap across my face. Though
lights danced in my periphery, I fiddled with my jaw to click it back into
place.
"My flesh is pure, Nicholas. Is yours?"
She spun on her heel and wheeled towards the night-dark
palace. Wrath trailed her like her billowing fur, an anger punctuated by images
that flashed into my mind. One vision showed Catherine as a girl: enraptured,
she listened to stories of a man of powerful purpose; another had her beat an
armored opponent twice her age in straight-sword combat, but her thoughts
always wandered to a future where some day she would find me.
A wind billowed my vestment. "Befana gave me a wife?
Why?"
Once the darkness had consumed my Catherine, a dread
poisoned my heart. I ran after her, and the second I took my first stride, I
partially understood why Befana had sent her. I was alone.
"Catherine!"
A giddiness filled me, only for a terrible fear to steal
into my soul. What had I done?
"Catherine please?"
I headed for the balcony and midway up the stone steps, she
paused in a half turn, her lips parted just so. I took a deep savoring breath.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Gregory
Bellarmine is the author of the bestselling Monthly Roman Breviary. He lives a
happy though sometimes sleepless life in the UK with his wife, two children and
rather cheeky Parson Russell Terrier.
www.FatherDante.com.
Email:
frgregory@latinmass.org.uk
Gregory’s
blog is http://www.fatherdante.com
@VRevGB
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“The Blood
That Cries in the Ground will grab the reader by the throat with a death grip
from which it is impossible to break free.” -Reviewed by Bil Howard for
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