Vincent van Gogh Couple in the Park,Arles

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future definitely lay ahead.
Then there was the matter of the scythe. He went to the wall where it had been hung. A bit of a mystery, that. Here was the most superb instrument of its kind he’d ever seen. You couldn’t even blunt it. Its sharpness extended well beyond its actual edge. And yet he was supposed to destroy it. Where was the sense in that? Ned Simnel was a Weird fellow, Bill Door. He’d said he wanted to be sure it was absolutely dead. As if you could kill a thing.
Anyway, how could anyone destroy it? Oh, the handle would burn and the metal would calcine and, if he worked hard enough, eventually there’d be nothing more than a little heap of dust and ashes. That was what the customer wanted.
On the other hand, presumably you could destroy it just by taking the blade off the handle . . . After all, it wouldn’t great believer in sense, of a certain specialised kind.Maybe Bill Door just wanted to be rid of it. and that was understandable, because even now when it hung innocuously enough from the wall it seemed to radiate sharpness. There was a faint violet corona around the blade, caused by the draughts in the room driving luckless air molecules to their severed death.Ned Simnel picked it up with great care.