Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Intro

Cadfael walked along the beach, the moonlight reflecting off of his golden skin. He looked up to the stars above, sighed, and a tear fell down his cheek. His mother, Branwyn, had died giving birth to him, just as it was foretold. And now his father, Antony, had died of an infected wound, leaving Cadfael, at only 19 years, the leader of the tribe.
Suddenly, a shooing star arched overhead, and the boy stiffened. It was an omen from the Ancestors, that hard times would fall, but the Glyndwr Tribe would prevail. Cadfael studied the stars above and knew that whatever challenges that his life held, the Ancestors would protect and help him in his quest.