Thunder rumbled in the night sky. A storm was brewing. A robed figure leaned on a gnarled wooden staff on the crest of a rocky hill. Lightning flashed, illuminating his grizzly, bearded face and a circle of stone monoliths some distance behind him.
Down below, a flickering flame followed a barely discernible path toward the man on the hill. As it neared, another robed figure became visible in the faint glow of the torch. The two men faced each other.
The man with the staff spoke, "What say you of this, Drefus?"
Drefus looked at the sky and returned, "It speaks of great trouble, Llewain."
Llewain's face turned sour. "How say the sacrifice?"
"The revealed is uncertain," answered Drefus. "It can be of little consequence."
"Or of bad omen," growled Llewain.
Silence resumed as the two turned and began to descend the hill into the blackness of the night.
A bright morning sun rose up from behind the horizon, revealing rolling hills strewn with small boulders and covered with light vegetation. A path snaked through these hills toward a small village and a group of hewn boulders encircling a series of smaller, discolored rocks.
Upon this path, two lone travellers made their waytoward the village of rudimentary houses of stone with thatched roofs. Smoke curled from chimneys.
The larger of the two men was pale, with a short, thick, curled beard and thin eyebrows. He was somewhat stooped, supported by a long wooden staff. His voice was deep and rough, but with a tone of youthfulness.
He asked his companion, a man of slight build and cleanshaven face, "Gaius, we are nearing the village. Pray to the Father that His Spirit will use our deeds for His glory."
"Cephas, you know that that is my constant prayer," replied Gaius.
The two continued on, entering the village and soon were halted by a small group of robed figures. Llewain and Drefus stood at the head of the group.
Cephas greeted them. "We come in the name of Jesus Christ, Who has once suffered for sins, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God. Who His own self bore our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live to righteousness."
"What vileness is this," spat Llewain.
A young woman stood nearby, blind since birth. She was considered a seer by the villagers. She began to convulse and speak in a loud voice, "These men are of a troublesome nature. Heed not their words."
Cephas turned toward the woman and ordered the evil spirit controlling her, "Release this woman in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ."
She then shrieked and trembled, and dropped to the ground. She appeared bewildered, but seemingly calmer. The group of robed figures stared in silence.
Cephas added, "And your sight is returned to you."
She gasped and looked about. She shouted, "I can see! I can see! Whom do I have to thank for this?"
Cephas answered, "Thank Jesus Christ, Who died for sins."
A crowd had gathered and had witnessed the miracle. The robed men began to slip out through the throng.
A man in the crowd called, "Who is this Jesus that you speak of?"
From that point forward, Cephas and Gaius began to teach the gospel of Jesus Christ to the people of the village.
Llewain and Drefus fought fiercely but were rejected. Upon refusal to repent, the people they had once ruled with sacrifices and illusions chased them from the village. A church was founded in this Celtic village. But, the Druids were not finished. They would soon return to combat this new religion that had taken hold in Brittania.
written by Ben Brick
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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