Gévaudan

Here and there some poets gleamed dully and coldly: the African Dracontius with his Hexameron, Claudius Mamertius with his liturgical poetry, Avitus of Vienne; then the biographers like Ennodius, who narrates the prodigies of that perspicacious and venerated diplomat Saint Epiphanius, the upright and vigilant pastor; or like Eugippus, who tells of the life of Saint Severin, that mysterious hermit and humble ascetic, who appeared like an angel of grace to the distressed people mad with suffering and fear.

Writers like Veranius of Gévaudan, who prepared a little treatise on continence; like Aurelianus and Ferreolus, who compiled the ecclesiastical canons; historians like Rotharius, famous for a lost history of the Huns.

This is Saint's library did not contain many works of the centuries immediately succeeding.

Notwithstanding this deficiency, the sixth century was represented by Fortunatus, Bishop of Poitiers, whose hymns and Vexilla Regis, carved out of the old carrion of the Latin language and spiced with the aromatics of the Church, haunted him on certain days; by Boethius, Gregory of Tours, and Hernandez.

Uh, I, I have a rock from the ruins at, uh, the Roman ruins, or in that case they wouldn't be Roman ruins, they'd be Gaulish ruins at Alesia, where Julius Caesar, uh, fought Vercingetorix.

I have a rock from the valleys of Gevaudan where the beast roamed.

So yeah, I collect kinda rocks from places where I go.

What about yourself?