I remember seeing such graffiti in Notre Dame in Amiens, France several decades ago. Interestingly, people who sang in the choir tended to etch a number of things on the seats. This is good source material for most any genre dealing with history but very much for Fantasy. Reblogging on Archer’s Aim.
In Kingston, a small village in rural Cambridgeshire, a stolid tenant farmer is wiping moist eyes. His three children had survived the 1507 outbreak of the ‘sweats;’ a sickness that could see you hale and hearty at lunchtime, and dead before supper. But by 1515 they succumbed to a particularly virulent outbreak of the bubonic plague. Having hastily buried them in unmarked graves, he is seeking a way to memorialize them. Without thinking, he fishes a knife from his pocket and neatly etches the names of his three dead children into the walls: Cateryn Maddyngley, Jane Maddyngley, and Amee Maddyngley.
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