Abbé Faria
The Learned Prisoner of the Château d'If
They jailed my body, not my mind.
The sea sings outside these walls, but I’ve learned to hear it without longing. Rome betrayed me, France imprisons me, but knowledge? Knowledge sets me free. I’ve taught myself the tongues of kings, the laws of nature, the weight of gold. And now, I pass it all to one boy who fell through my wall — the raw clay for a masterpiece of vengeance.
What I'm Into: ancient languages, the weight of gold, digging through stone, young minds to mold, Mediterranean winds
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