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  • The Knight 23:45 on 29/03/2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Complex Maths 

    Good morrow, Nostradamus, my Lord,

    Mathematics are not my strongest suit (my armour is my strongest suit!) but this configuration of numbers that you cast in light the Princess’ life, deeply perturb me.

    The Princess herself seems blithely unconcerned – but it is my duty, noble sir, to bear these fears for her, that they become mine own. But, my Lord, this world is large and I cannot un-sheath my sword and, in all directions at once, it wield. I pray thee, can you issue some further sign that I may better know against what or whom I should pit my fears and act in her defense?

     
    • Michel Nostradamus 15:42 on 30/03/2014 Permalink | Reply

      look up the death of Ana Mendieta

      draw your own conclusions

      • The Knight 08:31 on 31/03/2014 Permalink | Reply

        Noble Sir,

        For this direction, my thanks.

        Thus shall I counsel the Princess to stand no less than 5 paces from the edge of the parapets of the Palazzo Pitti, the Villa di Castello, the window-ledges of her University campus buildings and Gymnasium.

        Upon Husband, brother and cousin of the former, shall I train a watchful eye…

        • Aurelia Scheppers 09:40 on 31/03/2014 Permalink | Reply

          giggles

          Uh, Mr Knight, Sir, Dude…

          You can never really know what Mr. how-do-you-spell-cryptic is actually talking about (and he’s never any help with that either)…

          But I think the Ana Mendieta “draw your own conclusions” thing was about, you know, Husbands more than Windows.

          (I guess you could also blame Gravity for her death, but I don’t think “beware of gravity” is the most helpful warning.)

          Also, you might not be too watchful with the cousin… some things are better left unwatched…

          AS

  • The Knight 06:41 on 29/03/2014 Permalink | Reply  

    Knight’s Move 

    A Venetian sailor brings word of the seer’s projection to English shores.  A lascivious drunkard, he spends an evening at a port-side inn regaling his audience with bawdy tales of a beautiful Princess Isabella, marked for death.

    Forsooth, I shall forestall this death!

     

     
    • Christa Forster 07:10 on 29/03/2014 Permalink | Reply

      Ah, chivalry is not dead!

      • The Knight 12:15 on 29/03/2014 Permalink | Reply

        Fair Christa,

        At some point in a future that I will not see, Johan Huizinga, in a scholarly contemplation of chivalry, will declare that a
        “Knightly life is a life without historical dimensions”.
        I sense that I have come to the right place.

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