Et Lamiis Malleus

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter VI

----- Chapter VI ----- The summer was winding down, but Helena hardly noticed its passing. The leaves were changing, the temperature dropping, but she remained warm and consistent, buried in a dreamy state of unbridled joy. Sebastian was gone, and he had been so for nearly the entirety of the season. But unlike in the…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter VI

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter V

----- Chapter V ----- Bent low in his saddle, the inquisitor felt old - as if the full weight of his 50-some years were collectively bearing down upon his shoulders. Having passed Jenbach a couple of hours ago, he knew they were getting close to Innsbruck. They were winding their way through the final stages…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter V

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter IV

--- Chapter IV --- Helena first saw the knight at a league's distance. Jörg Spiess was a nobleman from one of the surrounding counties. With his significant holdings, he was well known by many within Innsbruck proper, although Helena had never met him. Astride his smoky mare, Spiess seemed to tower into the mist-filled sky.…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter IV

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter III

--- Chapter III --- Born in 1430 in the Schlettstadt area, Heinrich had long existed in the orbit of the church, even if he had not originally envisioned it becoming his life's work. As a child he had been introverted and bookish, choosing to study and read while his peers were running wild in the…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter III

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter II

 ---- Chapter II ---- Helena Scheuberin was a woman both of and ahead of her time. Born and raised in Innsbruck, she had grown up the daughter of affluent woodworker, benefiting from the progressive outlook of both her mother and father. Her parents had always believed in the importance of education, providing her and her…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter II

Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter I

--- Chapter 1 --- Heinrich Kramer was not an imposing man - at least not physically. Now in his mid-50s, the inquisitor was beginning to show his age, with crows feet snaking their way from the corners of his eyes and bunny lines breaking out across the tops of his cheeks.  Perhaps then it was…Read more Et Lamiis Malleus: Chapter I