Creative History

It is July 18, 1854 and young Irish revolutionary Thomas Meagher has been drinking--a lot. In only the last six years Meagher has become a convict, a fugitive from justice and a world renowned celebrity of the Irish diaspora that grew out of the millions who fled from his homeland during the Great Potato Famine of the 1840’s.  He has become an American citizen, and now, at the young age of thirty-one, Meagher has also become a widower and father to a small child that he’s never even seen. If anyone, at that moment in 1854 had reason to drink it was Thomas Meagher. And things were about to get even worse. After spending years as a convict, castaway by the English Crown to the remote British penal colony of Tasmania, Meagher, thanks in large part to his well-connected, wealthy and loyal to the British Crown father, made a harrowing escape from the remote prison colony.  He, like many of his Irish revolutionary friends in the early 1850’s washed up on the shores of Manhattan to a he

  A lone knight in full armor plate and with drawn sword sits atop his mighty warhorse before his castle as the sun rises and burns away the early morning fog. His name is Josef Mencik. He claims that he can trace his noble knightley lineage back for generations--all the way to, perhaps, the 12th century. The name of his family castle, one which he has spent a lifetime fortifying, is Dobrs.  It is a massive stone walled edifice with enormous turreted towers that sits atop a hillside amidst a tiny village in central Europe. He knows that they’re coming that morning.  He knows that they’re coming not just for him, but for his entire nation. Josef Mencik knows that as the last in a long line of noble knights on horseback, the last practitioner of the Medieval art and way of life known as chivalry, that he must stand against them. Josef Mencik knows, even if he has to do it all alone in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and martyr himself in the effort if need be, that it is hi