Suddenly, death seemed the better option.
Death is a difficult eventuality for any man to face, although people who live in dangerous places at dangerous times really ought to able to take a fatalistic attitude to it—and if we who inhabit the twilight of the world cannot do that, who can? Zurara VI was, however, so wildly delighted with the notion of his own recently-acquired indestructibility that the sudden necessity of having to contrive his own death in spite of that invulnerability was neither easy to bear nor conducive to methodical planning. There was an understandable element of mad panic in his consequent actions, and more than a trace of ludicrous foolhardiness.
Zurara’s apartments still contained a cupboard full of the deadliest poisons. While he was trying to think of somethi
