Carpe Jugulum. Go for the throat! (№ 378721)

Select... Always have to choose.
She remembered that man from Spackle who killed kids. One look was enough to see in his mind the guilt, wriggling red worm. And then she brought people to his farm, pointed out the place where to dig, and he fell to the ground at her feet and began to beg her for leniency, said, they say, was drunk all the damn booze...
But she went completely sober. "You will end your life in the loop" is what she said.
And it dragged and hung by a hemp rope, and she saw it all, because I had to watch, had to him, and he cursed her that it was unfair, because he got away clean, the villagers simply did not dare to disobey, otherwise it would have been much worse, and she looked and saw above him looms the shadow of Death, and then behind Death there was some small glowing figures, and then...
Chair, rocking back and forth, creaking loudly in the dark.
The peasants were jubilant, because justice is done, and then she lost patience, ordered all to go home and pray to the gods in which they believed, that never happened to them. The smug face of virtue triumphant is almost as bad as the exposed face of the Vice.