Description
When one thinks of the Seven Heavenly Virtues (hope, charity, faith, temperance, prudence, justice, and fortitude) and the Seven Deadly Sins (greed, sloth, anger, lust, gluttony, envy and pride), lessons in life come to mind. In 7, each Virtue and Sin is presented as a theme for a story. Each one is explored, whether positive or negative, literal or figurative. With a variety of settings and styles, from courtesans on another planet to vampires of the Romanorum, from demons lusting after ghosts and a cat and dog chase of epic proportions, there’s bound to be something for everyone.
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EXCERPT:
“Discovery”
Hope
The buildings around him were eerily quiet, but Cal was used to that. He’d been sent to forage for more supplies and had decided to search one of the downtown areas that hadn’t been previously checked out. Cal was armed and alert, but he expected little trouble.
Monolithic, decayed ruins surrounded him and they looked like the broken teeth of a giant monster beneath the light of the moon. Most of them seemed to be apartments or office buildings, once filled with life. Now they were nothing more than the destroyed remnants of the past.
Just as Cal was about to turn a corner in search of hopefully more productive stores, he caught the small glimmer of light in a smaller structure nestled between what he thought were apartment buildings.
The golden light flickered and a shadow passed by a broken window. What had once been a small church was now just a ruined shell of stone. A tattered cloth lay over the unevenly broken doorway, its frayed end barely brushing the ground.
It was unusual to find any survivors these days, but it wasn’t rare. If there were any inhabitants in the area, Cal wouldn’t be able to take whatever he wanted. The small fragments left of humanity were sporadic and far apart. His group had some contact with others in what was left of Chicago and Washington, DC, but he had no information on survivors in this area.
He approached the church then hesitated in front of the door. Pushing aside the cloth, he stepped inside. It wasn’t until he cautiously walked toward the hall that he saw a man kneeling in the center of the aisle beyond the first pews.
“If you have come to rob me, you’re wasting your time.”
Not at all bothered by the greeting, Cal stilled not too far away from him. The man appeared greatly careworn, far beyond the slight silvering of his dark brown hair. From his frock, Cal assumed he must have been the minister of the church. “I’m not here to rob you. I came here to forage, but when I saw your light, I realized there might be people here already.”
The man stood slowly. “To my knowledge, I am the last one in this section of the city. There were others, but they’ve since died or abandoned it altogether.”
“I didn’t think there was anybody left in this place. My group left the city a few years back, and we only come back here for supplies. Why haven’t you gone?” Taking care to make no sudden moves, Cal cautiously stepped into one of the pews and sat down.
“And go where?”
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