"Aureliano Serrador had left his girlfriend at her parents' house after having taken her to the movies and was returning through the well-lighted Street of the Turks when someone in the crowd who was never identified fired a revolver shot which knocked him over into a caldron of boiling lard."
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Well THAT sounds like a particularly atrocious way to go...
ReplyDeleteJust awful. That's the power of Garcia's writing for me, that magical realism can cut right right through to make a point. I love his prose.
DeletePeter, he looks like the Thing on an all night bender.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was building civilian models for Guards of Traitor's Toll this past autumn, I was working on a couple themes to set up the narratives for games. One was a drunken party, with revelers eating and drinking and servers carrying stuff and this is one of the models from that vignette. Another was woodcutters, and there's also an army on leave and another is homeless and mystics.
DeleteSo you're not wrong either! He looks just like The Thing on an extended drunk.