Manor of Shadows, Chapter One, End: To return to the subject of my story, I am momentarily my research as well. But they have a strong power of attraction on me. And I do not take long to immerse myself fervently; or of frenzy. The questions they raise regarding the Lineage Montferrand are numerous. And it is not scarce evidence that this ancient story referring to the Timaeus and Critias Plato that allow me to flatten. Obviously, they help me to progress in the right direction since my Father insists on not wanting to share with me the heavy Secret which he is the holder. I can not either ask my Mother, my brothers and my sisters about this: at best, they would not meet me, at worst, they would reject me giggling and telling me that these are not things that have discusses with the youngest of the family. Youre not ready, I was once told Vÿvien. Never forget that you have the Don is both a blessing and a source of unhappiness. Your brothers and sisters had to wait tens or hundreds of years, before they can be informed by Anthéus their Destiny. Some people do not remit. - Really? Do I answered. Who? - Shh ... did my Mother. But clearly observed around you. Be attentive to the behavior of Sanäel, of Ycäel or Luvinia example. And seize hold of you may already have some things. They experienced terrible tragedies, believe me! They participated in events that marked forever. As your Father, the gods alone know what weight he carries on his shoulders. Don which you inherited is more than you dare consider. - I do not understand ... - One day, when the time comes, youll understand. One day, when youre able to face Destiny is yours, well talk. . Today, I do not know what she was referring when she said these enigmatic words. So I want. I try to discover for myself that those who say they are my Father, my Mother, my brothers and my sisters I hide. Since the early 1880s, I embarked on a quest that I could compare it to a maze that has no end. I collected only thin evidence. And they bring even more questions than they provide explanations. Episodes I have mentioned throughout this brief for introducing me to you, shows the essence of what I uncovered during the hundred years just past. They toss and turn constantly in my mind. They haunt me because do not see the link that connected to each other. For why will he lived Anthéus Toledo in the middle of the twelfth century? Why did he use the surname of Ferrantes? How you know he a member of our bloodline has held a full version of Critias Plato? Or how he has learned that he was a close associate of An-Nasif? I am convinced that the two men met in the corridors of the Palace of the Caliph of Cordoba at that time. After all, Cordoba and Toledo are not so far apart that? Two or three days at most horse! I am therefore convinced that they had to cross one or more times. And Im sure it was during one of their interviews quAnthëus became aware of this complete and final version of the Critias. For cons, Ive never been able to learn, nor from the mouth of my Father, nor during my subsequent research, it is the name of this famous member of our lineage appeared to be so close to year-Nasif. I never have known what was the object of his relations with Anthéus or Caliph. Despite a diligent reading of the chronicles of the time, I did not discover any trace. Despite all emphasize that many texts written under the occupation of the Iberian Peninsula by the Saracens of Almohad dynasty were destroyed during the Reconquesta must. This does not facilitate the discovery of information that could be useful in my Quest for Origins of the Family Montferrand; or Ferrantes since That was the surname used Anthéus at that time. Another question I ask myself about the history of our lineage at this time is: Why Critias - Timaeus and at the same time - is it so important to you in his sight? What is the link that connects this story from antiquity, and evoking a mythical Empire disappeared with him and other members of our family? Indeed, it is now long established as the Treaty of Platos allegory of the Greece of his time. All historians are agreements on this point. Plato wrote this collection of fifty slips to criticize the desire of excessive expansion of kings Hellenes. He had only one ambition to describe the political situation that was facing his people; his description of this imaginary country has, for him, was a means to warn his contemporaries of what could happen if the rulers of the various Greek city-states continued to tear each other apart. It is for this reason that I think there is always something else. But what I do know say. As I can not say the relationship between the participation of my Father in the Crusade which ended with the fall of Saint-Jean dAcre in 1291, and the picture representation before the fortress walls painted by a student Botticelli two centuries later. In addition, that fact Anthéus between those two periods? Or has he lived? That he attended? What secrets has he been the holder? Because, once again, I am convinced that there is a relationship between its time of Moorish Spain, and his sudden reappearance in the last days of the Kingdom of Jerusalem Franc. I do not think my father allowed himself to be lead in this desperate adventure from the Crusaders to keep one foot in the Holy Land, the goodness of soul. It would hurt the gauge; This is not my case. Ive known him long enough now to know that he always has a good reason to meddle in the affairs of the world. I have often seen assist in this or that politician, organization, government, influential circle, intellectual or literary throughout the past two centuries. Its always because he expected a profit in return. Always. Anthéus is a born manipulator, if I may say so. He used his Don whenever necessary to protect and grow their own interests. He has taken advantage of his relationship with the leaders - or their relatives - their time to protect themselves from the vagaries of the world. His only obsession was always saving the Family Lineage. Its sole purpose has always been the perpetuation of our Race. As if its survival, as if his destiny was irrevocably linked to something greater than itself. What? This is the question that haunts me; that is the object of my quest. In any event, if a student has persuaded Botticelli depict this particular moment, its for a good reason. If he does not want this painting does not move the hallway of my apartment is that where it is exposed to its importance. I can also help but make the connection between it and the two Soldiers of Christ that adorn the front of my fireplace. Since I can not take my head the words he uttered in front of me one day by accident. They are embedded in my mind in letters of fire: This painting evokes an episode founders of our Family! Before, we were not much. The Montferrand - and before them, Ferrantes - represented only anemic branch of our Race. Our stay in Spain and its consequences during the Crusades in the East that followed, had incalculable impact on what we are today. They have changed our identity and fate forever. The ensuing opened me - you opened - doors to Destin which few are entitled; even among those of our species. That some of us have missed the chance ... I ... I do not forgive them. How could they have you ... Obviously, these enigmatic words had no other explanation. They filtered in a conversation during a moment of weakness from Anthéus. He gave without realizing he was referring to something he did not want to share with my brothers, my sisters, and me. We were all then all OUIS yet. And as every time he discusses his past, after a few seconds, it is resumed. He set about his cold, hard look. He surveyed us mentally to know what we had learned from his remarks. Then, realizing that we could deduce nothing harmful to him or her darkest designs, he turned his head to Vÿvien and began to talk about something else. But, similarly to its other phrases like, what they hide obsesses me. For, What have I to do with the plans of my father, who has never revealed his intentions to me about me. Im also far from certain and quAnthëus Vÿvien are my real parents. I do not remember my childhood and my youth. My memory takes me only my alarm clock and what happened to me then in this Maisonnée. And God knows Ive lived, adventures and episodes both extraordinary and terrifying in contact with the Montferrand Family! The Lord alone is the repository of dark secrets that I had access; although I know now that they are nothing compared to my Father hides me. When I think of my brothers and my sisters who do not question the reasons why the Patriarch of our family to gather around him and to regard them as his children. All they can do is to enjoy the gift that has been granted, without asking any questions. How dare they look at themselves and look Humans as Lower having no other purpose than to be their toys? There are so many things I still do not know! So why were the cause of the split of the family around 1730? And why the Coat of Montferrand he had to be modified at the same time? Why badge showing Hydra with ruddy eyes, scales gold silver veins on the verge of defeat a Lion is to become a Hydra asleep folded on itself and penne flabby body. Mystery still. So I want. I continue my investigations. I auscultates the texts of authors who were contemporaries of the events that Anthéus, Vÿvien, my brothers and my sisters were able to participate. I try to decipher their stories to trace them. I drink bibliographic Chronicles Occult treaties in order to go back in their past. I realize they have witnessed innumerable facts, although I do not know how they have been confronted. By the books I consulted, I venture into time and countries which have shaped our history. I venture to places and times that helped get me to where I am now. And I venture to try to follow in times and places that have contributed to the fact that I write these words today. But for what purpose? I do not know!
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