"You try finding inner peace doing food service…"
Serafin of Heddle gave up much to get where she had. So much effort, to reach the Mountain, and its vaunted masters! Masters of body and mind! They let her in, gave her a place - a starkly furnished room, an uncomfortable pallet - and so she began her training… or at least, they began to set her tasks. Inane, incomprehensible tasks.
The drudgery of monastic life was so tedious. Cooking, cleaning, sweeping… How was any of this supposed to bring enlightenment? The farmers down at the market had been talking about a place called the Vestibule. Doors to uncharted lands and wondrous new horizons. The masters must be losing their wits. There's nothing to learn here. It's all out there!












