Milo sat beneath the shade of his master’s wagon, whittling at a stick. He paused, turning the knife in his hand the better to admire it. It was his most treasured possession. 1
Douglas had given it to him on his birthday. Of all the circus employees, Milo loved his master the most. Douglas was kind, warm, funny and generous. He rarely lost his temper, even when he’d drunk more than was good for him. In Milo’s opinion, a boy couldn’t ask for a better master, and he’d been very lucky. An orphaned boy picked up by the circus had little or no choice about who becomes his master. 2
Milo’s best friend, Alan, despised his master, the knife-thrower; Mr Hallat. Mr Hallat was bad tempered, bad-breathed and sharp tongued. Even the ringmaster was slightly wary of Mr Hallat. The only person in the entire circus who didn’t seem afraid of him was Murderat. But, Milo decided, Murderat wasn’t afraid of anyone. He was a bit creepy himself, with bloodshot eyes and blood-coloured hair, but unfortunately, no one else seemed to think so. The circus hands, right down to the youngest, would snigger as he limped past them, muttering about how a lion tamer ought at least to be able to walk properly. 3
But Milo was scared of him, convinced he was dangerous. Alan agreed. But Alan was afraid of anything and everything, from the lions to the llamas. He was absolutely terrified of Mr Hallat. He was even timid around Douglas, and in Milo’s opinion, there was no one less scary in the whole world.
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This is as far as it ever went, and it will probably go no further, lol. All I want is opinions so please leave me a comment with your thoughts 
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i like it and good for milo and alan to be terrified of Murderat.....wait just realized that there is murder in his name....clever...lol....off to your next story.
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Hehe, I wondered who would notice that
. Actually his name came from when I typed the title. Murder at the circus... I missed the space between Murder and At, lol, and decided it looked good. XD!
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"He paused, turning the knife in his hand the better to admire it."- He paused, and turned the knife in his hand to admire it better.
I sense a good pace. I encourage you to go ahead with this. I shall wait...
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Thanks very much. I'm considering merging this with another of my works, but struggling at the moment, lol. Anyway, thanks very much for the reads. Do you have anything you'd like me to return them with? Thanks again!
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Mention not; it's a pleasure.
Hmmm... As I told you, most of my articles are at my blog. Drop in there whenever you can. I'll try to update my page here with something new, rather than 'leech' from my own blog!
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