Historical Fiction
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The Hidden Diary of Marie Antoinette, a novel by Caroli Erickson Pro Look Concierge Prison. October 3rd 17 93. They say the fear Something doesn't always work well. It takes three or four chops to sever the head. Sometimes the poor wretches scream hardly for a full minute before their agony has ended with a single massive blow. They say the amount of blood is remarkable, streaming, cascading out thick and dark red, more blood than you would imagine a person had in him. The heart goes on, pumping it out. Pulse after pulse. After the head is cut off, the executioner walks proudly to the edge of the scaffold, holding up the bleeding head, the eyes staring in surprise, the mouth open in a silent cry. And as he walks, he is drenched in the gushing blood. My husband had a lot of blood. They tell me he was such a large, heavy man, strong and tough as an ox, a man of the outdoors with a workman's big, competent hands. It would have taken more than one slice of the blade to kill him. They wouldn't let me watch him die. I know I could have given him strength at the end. If only I had been there with him, we went through so much together. Louis and I. I ran up until the day they came for him and so came away from me. He didn't try to resist that day. When they came the mayor and the others to take him away, he merely called for his coat and hat and followed them. I never saw him again.