a part of the battle of bCrecy/b, the roars, the gasps, the groans, the trampling and falling. During the fourteenth attack of the French cavalry she mated with a brown-eyed male fly from Vadincourt. She rubbed her legs together on a slit-open horse ... spread and only a few arms and legs twitched under the beech trees, she began to lay her eggs on the one eye of Johann Uhr, the King's Armourer. And there she was pecked off by a swift in flight from the flames of bEstrees/b ...
