porkyandthemob

Families quickly moved on their way.  Others took steps back.  The mass of people parted like the Red Sea as he staggered back into the square.  A large fountain sat between him and the cathedral.  He fell at its black-rock base, closing his eyes.  The fountain was made of dark marble and granite.  Gargoyles, like those on the cathedral, circled – facing outward.  They had long tongues from which the water poured into the fountain pool.  Their teeth were jagged, stained by the calcium rich water.  Their wings were spread open, boasting an impressive span.  The gargoyles held on their shoulders a large monument framed in gold.  It had an inscription that read:  “Pour ceux qui souhaitent entrer ce temple divin, faites-le avec caution, le cœur contrit et l’esprit de repentance.  Car ce sont les lois.  Nul n’entre sans penser qu’au bon dieu.”– “For those who wish to enter this divine temple, do so with caution, a soft heart and will to repent.  For these are the laws.  No one can enter without a thought of the good god.”  Crowning the monument was one more gargoyle – it was covered in gold.  It’s tail wrapped around its foothold – its wings semi-closed.  It looked into the sky with its beady eyes.  It bore its teeth and tongue.  Water shot out of the open mouth.