The architect

Photo curtsy of Susan Spaulding

Photo curtsy of Susan Spaulding

Ivy realised that Septimus needed a new focus. Each day he followed her to work and had become a fine mason in his own right. Ivy turned to Lance their gangmaster for help. Now Lance was a gifted businessman and had recently been asked if he could rebuild the lord of the manors castle. So Lance set Septimus the task of designing a palace fit for the new century.
At first Septimus was flummoxed. Sketching out bridges for his old master the abbot was one thing, but designing a palace stretched him to the limit. That was until Septimus recalled the abbots crozier. Standing tall and finely gilded, with sweeping curves, its design was fit for a king. Septimus trimmed the end of a quill and set to work. One week later Lance had the contact to build the palace. Septimus was given the role of Architect. The serpentine parapets with their overhanging bartizans supported on corbels would really test her capabilities as a stone mason. Ivy smiled, now her man had his focus. Soon Septimus was turning out detailed drawing as if he was Michelangelo. Ivy smiled for some looked more like machines carrying people to the stars.

A fine day at Mevagissey

A fine day at Mevagissey

This Post Has 4 Comments

  1. Jules

    A griping orb-tastic tale! I like that reaching for the stars 😉

    1. Michael Humphris

      Thank you so much Jules

  2. ceayr

    Flavours of Pillars of the Earth here, Michael.
    Good one

    1. Michael Humphris

      To be able to write like Ken Follett would please me no end. Thank you Sir.

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