American Grail — Chapter One

Jaques de Molay stood at the window and gazed out on the dew soaked courtyard. The morning sun barely crested the distant tree shrouded hills, casting a glorious red-orange glow over the thick castle walls.

The rooms behind him were quiet, the inhabitants yet stirring. He was in the habit of rising early, spending the extra moments of silence in thought and meditation. This particular spot overlooking the wide…

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