fin-al-bred

Updated: June 30, 2026

I laid upon it the flesh of my grandson, and by the light cast from the pyre I buried his bones, except a fragment of his skull, which I preserved as a sad and solemn relic of those accursed days, and on which I engraved these fateful words in the Gallic tongue: Fin-al-bred The End of the World.

Eugène Sue - The Infant's Skull: Or The End of the World. A Tale of the Millennium