Beneath The Holy Stone

Beneath the Holy Stone

A new Novel, by Donald Fritsche .

October 11 87. Jerusalem has fallen.

Rémi of Caen — crusader, sinner, man of complete faith — is chained in a cell beneath the city he swore to God he would hold. The wound in his thigh is septic. The water comes once a day. The dark is absolute. Something is in the corner. It does not threaten. It does not rage. It speaks in the voices of the people who made him what he is — his lord, his priest, his father, his dead friend — and it makes arguments he cannot entirely refute. It offers him a life he could have lived. A version of himself whose hands are clean. A door out of the dark and into a world where none of it happened. The price is simple. Accept that the man in the cell is not who he truly is. Beneath the Holy Stone is a novel about what it costs to remain a person when every force available is organized toward your erasure. About guilt as proof rather than wound. About faith stripped of every feeling that makes it feel like faith. About a man in the dark who will not give his name away. He was not saved. He was not comforted. He was known.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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