Still on the train. I was thinking
about a story that Taine told me the second day I was with her. She drove me
down a country road, not far from her house. She told me to look to my right as
she pulled off the road. There was a decaying wrought iron fence and bushes.
Some trees too. She said it was there that a man named Matthew Hopkins was
buried. It used to be a church, but the church was long since gone, the graves
lost in the brambles, the stones ground to nothing by vines.
Matthew Hopkins
was the ‘Witch Finder General.’ He hunted innocent people and sent them to
their deaths, for nothing, for false charges. She supposed it was fitting that
he was now in an unmarked grave despite all the power he had had over people [in life].
I thought that she brought up an
interesting point, whether she intended to or not, and that is, eventually most [all] tyrants wind up in an unmarked grave. Time destroys all things.
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