This was a research paper for my college English course last semester. If you actually do read it, Let me know what you think, especially if I got some of the facts wrong, I don't want that.
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I found this quite an interesting read. As a citizen of Bungay proper, I can tell you that true mythos in the town is still quite interesting surrounding the black dog. Every child is told the story in one way or another growing up, and walking through the castle grounds after a few pints down the Fleece late at night, you really feel a bit on edge, especially on moonless nights.
The town has a couple of different stories about how the dog came to be. Most of which you've covered well. One you didn't have though was that of the evil spirit of the Old Baron of the town back during the Crusades. Baron Bigod was a murderous, hating, raping man. When he died the spirit of the dog came to be in the town, his hate so strong that it never would depart.
After the dog departed Bungay, he ran 12 miles to Blythburgh Church where he killed many more. The church door still bears the slash marks from that dreaded night.
As the old verse goes:
'All down the church in midst of fire, the hellish monster flew
And, passing onward to the quire, he many people slew'.
Anyway, you did a good job on the paper.
I know this is from a few years ago, but I though you might be interested to hear from one of the towns folk of Bungay.
Hjoldir.
The town has a couple of different stories about how the dog came to be. Most of which you've covered well. One you didn't have though was that of the evil spirit of the Old Baron of the town back during the Crusades. Baron Bigod was a murderous, hating, raping man. When he died the spirit of the dog came to be in the town, his hate so strong that it never would depart.
After the dog departed Bungay, he ran 12 miles to Blythburgh Church where he killed many more. The church door still bears the slash marks from that dreaded night.
As the old verse goes:
'All down the church in midst of fire, the hellish monster flew
And, passing onward to the quire, he many people slew'.
Anyway, you did a good job on the paper.
I know this is from a few years ago, but I though you might be interested to hear from one of the towns folk of Bungay.
Hjoldir.
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