THE BOOK, THE CANDLE AND GLASS, 
OR ABSOLUTE DIVINE WEAPON. 
In memory of John Ray, Edgar Allan Poe, HP Lovecraft, JK Huysmans and the whole plethora of henchmen of Satan, whose chronic sulfur were the delight of my early youth and this first part is dedicated. Outside, an icy wind howled a cruel death on the hill sacred, between the branches of petrified trees, and the dying light early this afternoon on a Friday morose and dull, hardly lit up the hazy road which twists to the old gate of the ancient patriarchal chapel.
Inside, a thick darkness barely tempered by the sepulchral light filtered through stained glass windows of old tarnished, wrapped in a heavy cloak of darkness and silence of the nave, the chancel arch and stood where the altar crucifix central veiled by a thick black shroud as in the days of great distress.
Standing under the chandeliers off his back al'autel six prelates dressed in homespun, hood folded and each carrying a long candle lit, surrounded his holiness posted before a little table on which a candle flickered and opened a thick parchment paper.
Point incense or light to accompany this strange ceremony, let alone audience, just a dull litany chanted in a dead language by faceless men, has the Ghostly glow of candles.
catacomb's silence that followed the end of the haunting mantra weighed for endless minutes, before being brutally torn apart by the stamp both slender and piercing his holiness that ginned without preamble or preliminary, the three names:
- One of seditious former army general of the King, returned to the kingdom after a long exile in the land of the Franks.
- He's young and iconoclastic Duke North, descendant of a royal lineage fallen.
- And that of writer-venomous magistrate and speaker, easily recognizable by both the acerbity of the language by the brilliance of baldness.
Livid and contracted, his holiness went on nevertheless with fierce determination, pressing firmly on each syllable of the terrible invocation, with a tone that rose in crescendo until it reaches an almost unbearable shrillness:
"We exclude breast our holy mother the church, and the judge condemned to eternal fire with Satan, his angels, and all the damned, until they broke the fetters of the demon, do penance, and satisfaction made to the church " Arrived at this stage, raised his holy book
life laid wide open before him and closed it with such violence that it echoes reverberated through nave, choir and apse, like a ball driven by a blank at his temple of a convict. Then he lifted
from its base
lit the candle, turned swiftly, and crushed the flame on the floor of the church before dismissing a sacrificial gesture and furious, following his example, the six Cagoulards posted behind him, turned their unison and put out candles on the floor before sending them rolling on the steps of the altar.
At that moment, and while the sound of mournful
knell was heard outside in perfect synchronization with the completion of the ritual excommunicatoire, a squall of unusual violence, forcing open wide the doors of the chapel, it engulfed with incredible brutality, reversing its path benches, statues and icons, raising the same time the robes of Cagoulards who hastened to retreat, their long white boxer has been discovered, and his holiness in a final burst, has succeeded in a terrible voice proclaim: Vade Retro Satanas, before collapsing unconscious under the chandeliers which swirled in a mad sarabande.
Outside, head bowed before the storm, the ringer, one-eyed hunchback and the purest traditions, Ahan stubbornly pull on the rope as he was damned.
* * * *
In Memory of very expensive and very late Luis Buñuel, this second part is dedicated with great humility. Although cramped at the bottom of the back seat of his limousine plush lounge with an interior smelled cigar cologne and leather luxury, excellence was not happy that he has escaped the dinner the sacred hill, was canceled so that his sanctity to recover from the effects of a passenger discomfort happily. In truth
excellence that has never worn his holiness in the heart, despised inwardly humble rural origins of the latter lamented his blatant lack of finesse and subtlety, and frankly disliked his asceticism irritating octogenarian cautious, frugal and his unsavory, its immense hovel filled with air currents, and currently this absurd ceremony of excommunication which he had a run of bad grace, along with five other bishops similarly thwarted.
Having extricated from the inside pocket of his elegant wool coat lined with high Astrakhan a silver flask from which the lock with a swig of pure VSOP Bishop asked the driver to lower electric blinds during its passage in the middle of the slums that were nevertheless part of his diocese. Sale
story anyway that this case of excommunication fulminated he, lighting his cigarette lighter and hit solid gold-plated weapons of excellence.
How to deal with the consequences of this expulsion of these people out of their sect, then the odds give them comfortable winners in the parliamentary elections next, without falling into chaos monster on the legal, civic, social, personal and religious besides the threat of a schism The most fatal among the Maronites and their church, otherwise a massive wave of irreligion among Christians whose ranks are dwindling remaining constant?
The arrival to the gate of the sumptuous stately Episcopal tore his excellence has its black thoughts to remind him that he received this evening the guests (he hastened to contact upon the cancellation of ' 'patriarchal banquet''), including a prominent cardinal passage in which the charm, class and excellence of his scholarship (who masters the language of Dante be the envy of a Gabriele D'Annunzio), effected so it immediately became the friend or ally
at the papal court.
Sitting among the luxurious comfort of his office-library with walls covered in old master paintings and rare editions, excellence poured himself a glass of sherry before ringing the butler who appeared as if by magic, swift, stiff and obsequious . Excellence dictated his orders: He run a hot bath, a masseur call him out the evening dress he brought from Savile Row during his recent stay in London, and finally to provide the dinner menu. This last query
being prepared, the stooge left the thin briefcase under his arm he carried a list of two sheets ceremoniously handed it to his excellency, who buckled his pince-nez gold before you read
salads and starters.
Mixed salad.
Lettuce.
salad season.
Madrid Gazpacho way.
Asparagus with lemon sauce - mustard or vinaigrette
Paris mushrooms in the oven.
frog legs with garlic and coriander.
anchovy fillets with capers in English.
sardine fillets marinated in Portuguese.
Tuna Sushi Kyoto manner.
Assortment Fresh oysters on ice
Pie sturgeon caviar and St. Petersburg.
Champagne Truffles.
ENTREES.
Trout with Champagne Sauce Grilled Fillets Italian bar.
sea bass with salt.
Rice with vegetables and shrimp, crayfish
Bush has the Paul Bocuse.
Scottish Salmon Pate. Royal
Lobster.
FRUIT AND DESSERTS.
Strawberries in the Italian sugar-lemon.
pineapple with kirsch to the Bavarian.
apple-pear-peach-apricot compote. Frosted to the Mandarins
Parisienne.
various fruit sorbets.
exotic fruit basket.
The second sheet included an eclectic list of wines, including whites from France, Italy and the Rhine as well as some prestigious Champagnes.
With a hum hum ... approvingly excellence whose mischievous little eyes sparkled with satisfaction contained in factotum carelessly turned always guard you:
_ I note with pleasure that makes one full month Lent and surplus on a Friday, has not escaped the sagacity nor the know-how of our master chef ...
... lean meat and no fat, vegetables, cereals and fruit, then here's a menu of fasting irreproachable not fail to impress his Eminence ...
Congratulate ... so the head of my hand and tell him that my Lord is pleased with himself.
Ibrahim Tyan.
