![]() Mayerling (1)A Poem by Arezzo
The Tragedy of Mayerling
In January, eighteen eighty-nine, disaster struck the Austrian court, and since that day, we've wondered how the handsome prince (one Rudolf) and his teenage concubine came both to die. A mystery which taxes the best of Europe's brains is long past solving. A story of illicit love, involving the need to smash down bedroom doors with axes will always fascinate. The girl was found in bed, quite dead. Prince Rudolf at her side was sitting in a chair. It seems he died of gunshot wounds. Blood -- clotted, matted, browned -- extended its congealing cataract down to the floor. Perhaps a suicide pact? © 2015 ArezzoAuthor's Note
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Added on September 20, 2015 Last Updated on September 20, 2015 Author![]() ArezzoRonda, Andalucia, SpainAboutI always try to avoid this part! What can I possibly say that will come across as fresh/interesting/informative? Let's see ... Teacher, lawyer and journalist. Born in Ireland, raised in Englan.. more..Writing
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