Literature
Prologue - Can hunger make a thief? [Part 1]
[a. D. 1166, 04. August] "Get that scumbag!". "Has he been at it again?!". "He even tried to tamper with the weapons this time!". "I told ya! There is a demon in that child!". It was still only the shouts that reached the boy. With his right arm he propped himself off the fence and swung over the waist-high obstacle, to prevent it from being their grips after all. Under his left arm he had a stick of bread and a piece of salami clamped against his body. One of his more chubby pursuers stopped in front of the fence and started digging at the bunch of keys to open the gate to this garden. Although when the key was inserted and the lock opened with a click, his pursuit came to a sudden end here, because the boy had long since disappeared around the next corner. Of course, he could have followed the angry shouts of the other villagers. But "would have", "will" and "could" were rather broadly defined words and all the broader when opportunity arose. After all, one was not robbed oneself, so