‘Yes. I’ve looked everywhere. I went back out there and looked and I looked here. It must be all right. They must have killed it.’
William Faulkner’s story “The Leg” is an odd conglomeration with its saving grace being the middle section in which the narrator gets his leg amputated and still has the phantom feeling that the leg is still there. I don’t think this was meant to be a creepy story or a gothic story as some of Faulkner’s other stories. Whether in spite of or because of the goriness, its a fascinating narrative.
It’s also difficult to figure out where and when this story is set but all the clues I get lead me to thinking its during World War I in England. The Thames is mentioned often but I can’t tell if it’s physically there or if its just a memory or some kind of symbol. There’s also a mention that at least part of the story is set in 1914. So I’ll go with World War I.