how'd they die? (use your imagination!)
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Kayhausen Boy, found in Lower Saxony, Germany, was tightly bound with ...
i wasn't sure where to put this, but this is half game, half morbid curiousity...and all history!
Kayhausen Boy, found in Lower Saxony, Germany, was tightly bound with garments. Strips of woolen fabric had been used to tie his arms behind his back, and a length of textile had been wound around his neck, passed between his legs and back up to his neck where the two ends had been tied. His feet were held together by a cape. He was also stabbed with a knife several times in his throat and left arm. This sinister act took place sometime in the last centuries B.C. during the Late Iron Age(and we thought we lived in violent times)
Originally posted by Jordyn
Kayhausen Boy, found in Lower Saxony, Germany, was tightly bound with garments. Strips of woolen fabric had been used to tie his arms behind his back, and a length of textile had been wound around his neck, passed between his legs and back up to his neck where the two ends had been tied. His feet were held together by a cape. He was also stabbed with a knife several times in his throat and left arm. This sinister act took place sometime in the last centuries B.C. during the Late Iron Age(and we thought we lived in violent times)
pick your favorite bog person or give your opinion
Are they sure it was a knife, could have been an unfortunate knitting accident
Just picture it, he finds some elastic lying around and thinks to himself "I could knit this stuff into a nice tight fitting jerkin" so he lays his cloak down on the ground and sits on it, takes out his knitting needles and starts to knit...
but then..disaster, he sneezes and the elastic snaps back and stabs him with the knitting needles in the arm, he screams and tears them loose but the elastic snaps again and in the following commotion he gets stabbed a few more times and totally wrapped up in the fabric until it kill him and he falls in the bog.
It's actually quite obvious, I can't see how you can find any mystery in the subject whatsoever..
It was Baba Yaga, on vacation in the Black Forest.
I find it ironic that if this had taken place a few years ago rather than a few thousand, everyone would be heartily sickened, but instead we make jokes.
When people talk of the freedom of writing, speaking or thinking I cannot choose but laugh. No such thing ever existed. No such thing now exists; but I hope it will exist. But it must be hundreds of years after you and I shall write and speak no more.
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