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Survive the Night (Danielle Vega) "Julie lies dead and disemboweled in a dank, black subway tunnel, red-eyed rats nibbling at her fingers. Her friends think she’s just off with some guy—no one could hear her getting torn apart over the sound of pulsing music. In a tunnel nearby, Casey regrets coming to Survive the Night, the all-night underground rave in the New York City subway. Her best friend Shana talked her into it, even though Casey just got out of rehab. Alone and lost in the dark, creepy tunnels, Casey doesn’t think Survive the Night could get any worse . . . . . . until she comes across Julie’s body, and the party turns deadly. Desperate for help, Casey and her friends find themselves running through the putrid subway system, searching for a way out. But every manhole is sealed shut, and every noise echoes eerily in the dark, reminding them they’re not alone. They’re being hunted. Trapped underground with someone—or something—out to get them, Casey can’t help but listen to her friend’s terrified refrain: “We’re all gonna die down here. . . .” in this bone-chilling sophmore novel by the acclaimed author of The Merciless."

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold) "A poem in which an abusive husband chases his new wife through the snow -- until she changes into a beast and turns the tables on him."

Hunt Leitner Bracket Round 3 Bout 4

Survive the Night (Danielle Vega)

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold)

Voting ended onMar 28, 2024

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The Griesly Bride by John Manifold

"Lie still, my newly married wife, Lie easy as you can. You're young and ill-accustomed yet To sleeping with a man."

The snow lay thick, the moon was full And shone across the floor. And the young wife went with ne'er a word Barefooted to the door.

He up and followed sure and fast, The moon shone clear and white. But before his coat was on his back His wife was out of sight. He trod the trail where'er it turned By many a mound and scree, And still the barefoot track led on, And an angry man was he. He followed fast, he followed slow, And still he called her name, But only the wild dogs out in the hills Yowled back at him again. His hair stood up along his neck, His angry mind was gone, For the track of the two bare feet gave out And a four-foot track went on. Her nightgown lay upon the snow As it might upon the sheet, But the track that led from where it lay Was ne'er of human feet. His heart turned over in his chest, He looked from side to side, And he thought more of his blazing fire, Than he did of his griesly bride. And first he started walking back And then began to run, And his quarry wheeled at the end of her track And hunted him in turn. Oh, long the fire may burn for him And open stand the door, And long may the bed wait empty: For he'll never see it more.

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Today in found filk: “The Griesly Bride,” a murder ballad adapted by Tom Campbell from a poem written by John Manifold.

Despite being written in the mid-20th century, it sounds like a traditional ballad, and has a very filkish supernatural twist. It’s actually so filkish that when I was first trying to track down the origin of the song, I found some folks who were convinced it had been written by filker Cynthia McQuillan.

Lyrics are available here.

Quick content warning for an implied threat of sexual coercion, though it’s never followed through, and the woman who’s threatened is not the one murdered in this ballad.

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And Then There Were None (Agatha Christie) "Ten people, trapped on an island, all of them murderers who escaped justice. They are slowly picked off one by one as judgement for their crimes, causing them to search desperately for the killer before turning on one another, evoking themes of paranoia and betrayal akin to MAG 176: Blood Ties. (Spoilers below the cut)"

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold) "A poem in which an abusive husband chases his new wife through the snow -- until she changes into a beast and turns the tables on him."

Hunt Leitner Bracket Semifinals Bout 2

And Then There Were None (Agatha Christie)

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold)

Voting ended onMar 29, 2024

#hunt poll #the hunt #poll #the magnus archives #leitner tournament #And Then There Were None #Agatha Christie #The Griesly Wife #John Manifold

Call of the Wild (Jack London) "The story follows Buck—a mix of St. Bernard and Scotch collie—throughout his journey as a sled dog. Buck’s story begins at the house of Judge Miller in Santa Clara, California. Here, Buck is a beloved domesticated pet, living comfortably. However, after gold is discovered in the Yukon territory of Canada, Buck is stolen by one of Miller’s gardeners as the demand for sled dogs increases. The gardener sells Buck to dog traders and makes a profit, and Buck is soon shipped north, abused and beaten as he goes. Along with a sweet, unassuming dog named Curly, Buck is sold to two government couriers, François and Perrault, who put him to work as a sled dog. Buck is soon overwhelmed by his surroundings, particularly when he sees a group of huskies attack and kill Curly. As Buck is forced to adapt to the wild, his primitive instincts begin to surface. It is during this time that he makes an enemy of the lead sled dog, Spitz. The two fight a number of times, and Buck consistently undermines him in the hopes of diminishing his authority. After a final, decisive battle, Buck kills Spitz and appoints himself as the new lead dog."

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold) "A poem in which an abusive husband chases his new wife through the snow -- until she changes into a beast and turns the tables on him."

Hunt Leitner Bracket Round 2 Bout 8

Call of the Wild (Jack London)

The Griesly Wife (John Manifold)

Voting ended onMar 27, 2024

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Here are two sonnets by Australian poet John Manifold (1915-1985), taken from Collected Verse (1978). Manifold worked for British Intelligence during WWII.

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The Griesly Bride

by John Manifold

"Lie still, my newly married wife, lie easy as you can. You're young and ill-accustomed yet to sleeping with a man."

The snow lay thick, the moon was full and shone across the floor. The young wife went with ne'er a word barefooted to the door.

He up and followed sure and fast, the moon shone clear and white. But before his coat was on his back, his wife was out of sight. He trod the trail where'er it turned by many a mound and scree, And still the barefoot track led on, and an angry man was he. He followed fast, he followed slow, and still he called her name, but only the dingoes of the hills yowled back at him again. His hair stood up along his neck, his angry mind was gone, for the track of the two bare feet gave out And a four-foot track went on.

Her nightgown lay upon the snow as it might upon the sheet, but the track that led from where it lay was ne'er of human feet. His heart turned over in his chest, he looked from side to side, and he thought more of his blazing fire, than he did of his griesly bride. And first he started walking back and then began to run, and his quarry wheeled at the end of her track and hunted him in turn. Oh, long the fire may burn for him and open stand the door, Oh, long may the bed wait empty: he’ll not be back anymore.

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