Sycotic Miasm
_“There will be a hanging today.”
“There will be a hanging today.” The Judge repeated the words over and over to the ashen faced priest as he got up from his chair and walked around the large oak desk. The priest put out his hand to shake the judge’s white - gloved hand, but the judge did not like to be touched or approached. He quickly diverted his hand to his black hat and tipped it ever so slightly towards the priest, licked his pale lips and turned the handle of the heavy door and went into the court room. The smell of day’s old body sweat immediately assaulted his nostrils. He reached for the white cotton handkerchief in his pocket and inhaled the sweet smell of lavender that impregnated the material. He ordered the double wooden doors to be opened at the back of the room for some fresh air to circulate, but seeing the cloudy, rainy weather which he was worsefor he immediately changed his mind and irritably instructed the bailiffs to close them again. Day time was a bad time for the judge as he felt worse during the daylight hours and more was the pity for the accused as all trials were conducted when the sun was high.
Sycosis Materia Medica
“There will be a hanging today.” The Judge repeated the words over and over to the ashen faced priest as he got up from his chair and walked around the large oak desk. The priest put out his hand to shake the judge’s white - gloved hand, but the judge did not like to be touched or approached. He quickly diverted his hand to his black hat and tipped it ever so slightly towards the priest, licked his pale lips and turned the handle of the heavy door and went into the court room. The smell of day’s old body sweat immediately assaulted his nostrils. He reached for the white cotton handkerchief in his pocket and inhaled the sweet smell of lavender that impregnated the material. He ordered the double wooden doors to be opened at the back of the room for some fresh air to circulate, but seeing the cloudy, rainy weather which he was worsefor he immediately changed his mind and irritably instructed the bailiffs to close them again. Day time was a bad time for the judge as he felt worse during the daylight hours and more was the pity for the accused as all trials were conducted when the sun was high.
Sycosis Materia Medica