Death of Robert of Molesme
Robert of Molesme, the revered founder of the Cistercian Order, lies on his deathbed in the infirmary of Molesme Abbey. Surrounded by his closest monastic brethren—Prior Alberic and Brothers Stephen a
Setting
The infirmary chamber of Molesme Abbey, a simple yet reverent space within the stone walls of the monastic complex. The room is small, with a single narrow window allowing the last light of the evening to filter in. A wooden crucifix hangs on the wall opposite the bed.
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Robert of Molesme
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An elderly man with a gaunt, ascetic face framed by a wispy white beard. His sunken eyes still hold a spark of spiritual intensity beneath heavy lids. Thin hands rest atop the woolen blanket, their veins prominent against parchment-like skin. His breathing is shallow but measured.
Prior Alberic
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A man in his late 50s with a lean, ascetic build from years of monastic discipline. His deeply lined face bears the marks of both wisdom and hardship, with a high forehead and a closely cropped tonsure. His hands are calloused from labor and often clasped in prayer.
Brother Stephen
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A young monk in his late 20s, with a lean but sturdy build from years of monastic labor. His face is clean-shaven, with a high forehead and deep-set brown eyes that reflect both weariness and devotion. His hands, though calloused from work, move with practiced gentleness when tending to the infirm.
Brother Hugh
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An elderly monk with a thin, gaunt frame and deeply lined face that speaks of decades spent in prayer and penance. His white hair is cropped close in the monastic tonsure, and his hands, clasped around the candle, show prominent veins and age spots.
Dialog
Robert of Molesme
As we have lived under the Rule, so shall we die in its peace... My sons, do not weep...
Prior Alberic
In manus tuas, Domine, commendo spiritum eius... Our father, the gates of paradise stand open to you as they did for Benedictus himself...
Robert of Molesme
Alberic... my son... keep them... as the shepherd keeps his flock...
Prior Alberic
By the grace of God and your teachings, father, we shall not stray from the path you have shown us.
Robert of Molesme
Deus... in adjutorium... meum... intende...
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