Posted this week from previous work to squeeze time into reviewing Myrddin stuff, for Friday next, but might mete out an a priori social autopsy, having talked to the locals, so check back. Click the links/titles to emails for me to know feedback free channel. Did notice in 6ch the dude wins and the chick survives, so cliche and vicarious if not telling, will be rotating weeks out since the twist is easy save betrayal, resolved but not a mystery like...
In 1916, Romanov hairdresser and overall snappy dresser Rasputin offended the royal family and he was subsequently poisoned by cyanide, bitten by a zombie, dragged by horses ridden by werewolves, shot in the back, shot in the chest, shot in the head, wrapped in a waste of a perfectly good rug, beaten with rug clubs, stabbed several times, wrapped in chains, and thrown into an icy river in the dead of winter, and his body never found, where local authorities soundly declared his death was caused by the coof.
“Who shot him? I asked. The grey man scratched the back of his neck and said: Somebody with a gun.”
- Dashiell Hammett, Red Harvest