So Swift & Final the Violence

A mysterious narrator embarks on a damp and miserable pilgrimage in hopes of finding a famous highwayman. 

A short story set in a late medieval countryside in epub format. 

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Excerpt:

 “The absence of hesitation surprised me, so swift and final the violence…   

 “Legend told of Brigand, a brigand not the basest of knaves. Children, for instance, were never harmed, but entertained. No man without means was robbed. The porter’s 3 pretty, silver pennies never touched.  

 “Only the wealthy much worried about travel through local wilds.   

 “Seeing as my lot and pleasure was to experience all the varied paths of men, I thought to join Brigand’s bright band of thieves. Shortly, I procured the necessary items to pose as a poor yeoman upon a pilgrimage.  

 “At the head of our party rode a discontent Curate. His back he kept as stiff and as pompous as a polished board from foreign climes.  On each of his fingers sat a silver filigreed ring of shining brass.   

 “Most of the rest of us matched my supposed standing quite closely, both women and men. There were, however also, two beggars in our train. (One reported to a parish priest.)