I remember Mark Twain’s epiphany. As a boy in Hannibal, Missouri the page of a book about St. Joan flew across his path. He ran home to ask his mother if such a person actually existed in history. Assured the courageous damsel was real; Samuel Clemmons determined to be a writer. His daughters testified that whenever he read the last chapter of his book about Joan of Arc, he wept.
My research about Mont Saint Michel found the dates around 1421 coincided with Joan’s history. Also the Mont was the only hold out in the war against the English takeover of France—hence my connection for “St. Joan’s Architect.” The Mont might have been her only place of refuge when history lost sight of her for four months.