1891. The Austro-Hungarian Empire is ruled by the Emperor of Austria, Franz Joseph I. Its capital is Vienna.
Baron Julius T. Drashe is a wealthy brick factory and sand pit owner from the upper class with a villa in a hamlet at the gates of Vienna. He is of good family, well-educated, well-respected, hard-working and honourable. Also, he is being blackmailed – and pays.
Merlin (?) – no surname – is from no class at all, has grown up in the streets and like so many others at the time, is unemployed. He is a pickpocket, burglar, confidence trickster, (excellent) street painter and (dreadful) street musician, magician, and everything else that is dubious. So, he never stays in any place long and changes his name about every two weeks. On the run from the police, he has just stranded in baron Drashe’s village when, on the way to hide some stolen goods, he falls over the dead blackmailer. Since there seems a lot of money to be had at baron Drashe’s, he decides to take over the dead man’s job. Unfortunately, that does not turn out to have been the very best idea...

Source cover picture: District museum of Hernals / Bezirksmuseum Hernals
Hernalser Hauptstraße 72-74, 1170 Vienna

Table of Contents

A Cultivated Evening

The Sand Pit Chapter 1 - A Cultivated Evening (or: Welcome To My Part Of Town) This is a work of fiction. Several of the desc... Read Chapter

No Trespassing!

Chapter 2 - No Trespassing! The moon was doing its thing (badly, though – seemed it had a defective contact somewhere up there) as ... Read Chapter

Blackmail

Chapter 3 - Blackmail [...] “Alright, my love,” I said, “It’s a deal.” *** It was, of course, no such thing (catch ... Read Chapter

In The Underground

Chapter 4 - In The Underground I woke lying on a clammy and chilly stone floor that stank abominably. There was the sound of water gu... Read Chapter

The Cookie Box

Chapter 5 - The Cookie Box The tavern in the basement was a seedy place. After the vaulting of the river Als, the street on top of th... Read Chapter

Maybe A Little Psychopathic

Chapter 6 - Maybe A Little Psychopathic Lying on my belly in the dust I was squinting through the tiny skylight, up at the hill oppos... Read Chapter

A Riot Of Colours

Chapter 7 - A Riot Of Colours The morning after the disaster I had a doctor called to professionally disinfect and dress the wou... Read Chapter


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