What Manner of Man: Chapter 15 🦇
Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord.
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JOURNAL ENTRY
Dated May 28, 1950.
God help me, but I do wish things could return to the way they were.
It’s foolish of me to wish for such a thing, of course, as I have been in the gravest possible danger since the moment I set foot upon this island. Yet, despite myself, I long to return to those first evenings of my stay here; when, glass in hand, I would keep company with Lord Vane deep into the night, enjoying wine and sparkling conversation by firelight. I yearn to go riding with him once more; to pass long days exploring ruins and discussing the history of the island. Any escape from this purgatory of dark suggestion and ill-defined dread.
Despite all these ominous hints, I still have no true notion of the precise nature of the evil which is in the process of consuming Lord Vane. I am in doubt as to whether the rite of exorcism would have any positive effect on him, even if I were in a fit spiritual state to perform it.
Still worse, I do not know what infernal rite I participated in — and yet he stopped himself. What does it mean; that he stopped?
Lord preserve this poor unworthy sinner, brought low before you. What little mortification I have attempted thus far has been woefully inadequate for the scale of my failure. I must tame this vile thing in which my soul is shackled; this beast of burden which calls itself my body. Trapped in the darkness of my breast, far from the divine light of God, I can feel my soul withering. It dies cooped within these walls of flesh. Oh for skin as thin and delicate as a veil. I would become as glass should be, as all-confessing. Through-shine my heart, pierce me with divine light. If such transparency will leave me bared to the world, so be it. I long to be open.
I will have no half measures. There is a satisfaction in denial to which little else compares; never again must my blood run hot and heedless but cool to a quiet calm. I will begin to deny myself, and by my denial become less and less until I am nearly gone. In this way I will save myself.
EDITOR’S NOTE: Some lines at this point have been erased and are illegible.
For entire days at a time, of late, I have found Lord Vane nowhere about the manor, and I doubt if my absence will even be noticed.
P.S. FROM 2024:
Hello! 👋 What you’re reading is a draft version of What Manner of Man. You may not be all that surprised to learn that this chapter no longer exists and has been incorporated into the chapters around it. It was never supposed to be a separate chapter in the first place, but needs must.
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That's cute with the bats, and the circle in the bottom picture makes me think of a crescent moon.
Father Ardelian is really spiraling here. That whole paragraph about denial has me worried for his mental state. The bit about wanting to be like glass is also making me think about the whole body vs soul thing and the shifting importance of the resurrection within Christianity.
I've been reading this novel since the start, and my gosh it's becoming one of my favourite ones. Not only do I love the style that's written in (if that makes any sense? I am sorry, English is not my first language!) but the little pictures at the end and the bats really give it quite lots of personality! Thank you so much for your hard work <3