Clear evidence showed he was a pervert and pyromaniac. He had to die.RIP the signaller.
You will like what the next entry reveals, then. No spoilers, though.And so the invaders reveal their identity…
I am blessed with both momentum and free time this weekend, so it's likely I keep up my daily or almost-daily pace for a bit. The isolated, local scope of these last 4 entries has made them extremely easy to write. (As a rookie timeline writer, this is something I'll have to remember in planning future writing.)
Alas, I return to more challenging writing in the entry after the next. Details and possibilities have been dancing in my head for weeks (some since last summer, but our little Baltic world has revealed itself more now). I have also very deliberately left out the telling of diplomacy after our Memel chapters, so I'm well aware these last hyper-local entries have failed to provide readers with information on Polish vassalage or anything else... international.
In this way, you're experiencing this with the same cares and knowledge of most of the locals depicted in "The Wooden Middle Finger" - most wouldn't even be aware of Courland's international relations, and those that would be still wouldn't put that top of mind as news of an invasion came along.