He was reading old manuscripts from the Priory at Lindisfarne that Chronicle the history around AD 635 & The first Viking invasion of Britain in AD 793.
He came across an old manuscript chronicling the pillaging and raping of the local villages and kidnapping of monks men and women which were made to work as slaves in Denmark, Norway and Sweden or sold at slave markets.
Monks were the most valuable due to their education and being able to read and write, men were mainly put to work in the fields and women were kept as wives or sold.
He was just unrolling a manuscript chronicling the story of one of the young women who was kidnapped and taken to Denmark as a present for King Svein Forkbeard.
But the minute his blood hit the parchment everything went dark his mind went foggy and he felt sick to his stomach.
And then he could smell the damp grass and hear the birds singing in the woods he could feel his arms were bound behind his back and he was extremely cold.
He looked down to see that he was now a woman wearing a rough linen dress and nothing else whilst a bearded Viking sat in front of a warm fire watching over him whilst his two companions slept noisily.
He was roughly awoken from a uncomfortable sleep and dragged aboard a longship.
It took what seemed like forever to him for them to crossed the cold and choppy ocean back to Denmark where he was presented to King Svein Forkbeard as a present.
He was forced to work in the longhouse at whatever task they gave him to do.
After 3 years of servitude he was married off to one of the local carpenters where he lived a comfortable life and gave him three beautiful children and settled himself down into the life he could not get away from.
But secretly he wrote a manuscript chronicling what had happened to him knowing one day he would find it warning himself not to cut his finger and let his blood touch the parchment which sadly he would never read as he was now court in a temporal paradox locking himself into a temporal loop.
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