The Voice, by Paul Fitzgerald and Elizabeth Gould

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We started by combing the library for clues and within
days Liz had managed to find a hundred-year-old copy of
Cambrensis' account hidden in the Boston Public Library. As
a prelate educated in the finest schools on the continent
and private tutor to Henry II's son Prince John, Geraldus
Cambrensis-as he was known-provided a unique vantage on the
controversial invasion, recording and nuancing an already
intriguing story with his own back-channel knowledge and
inside information hot from the English court. But as a
Fitzgerald, grandson of Gerald of Windsor and the famous
Nesta, a Tudor Princess whose lineage traced back to the
mythical Celtic court of Arthur-Cambrensis offered much more
than the usual scribe's-eye view. What Cambrensis offered
was "prophecy" on the future of his boss, King Henry II, his
own family, the Fitzgeralds and the fate of the "West" at
the end of this millennium.

He had gone to the great trouble of finding the only
original copy of the legendary Merlin's prophecies because
"the rough and unvarnished simplicity of the older idiom was
the only true friend of truth," and he had used his dreams
and visions to guide him to where that truth was hidden. It
was a powerful document and reading it was like gazing into
a crystal whose facets reflected not only a mystical view of
history, but my own family's role in it.

It was all there, the dream, the visions, the predictions
recorded by one of the most acknowledged voices of the
twelfth century in a language so contemporary it read like
it had been written yesterday. Just as I had done in
Afghanistan, I recognized Cambrensis' desire to chronicle an
historical event and identified with the difficulty of what
he was trying to reveal.