An Unconscionable Time
by David P. Elvar
So how did I come to this? Oh, I doubt it not: you will have heard the manner of my death, handed down to you second or perhaps even third hand, each retelling receiving just that little extra embellishment, another grain of shock to add spice to the feast. Very possibly if I know the tongues that wag in this parish. But whatever you heard, be assured you know less than the half of it.