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In the dead of night, the klaxon sounds. The hit of adrenaline is as powerful as half an ounce of good amphetamine.
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Predatory red eyes stare out of the void, as the train finally disappears into the darkness. Where the carriages once stood, a bone-aching chill settles down with it's co
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I can see nearly everything, up here in the high-chair. A wooden throne with peasants and functionaries massed before me. The palace-guards are dressed in bla
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The oblong of flawless sapphire is mesmerising. I am barely aware that I am crumpled at the bottom of a hole in the ground. The shrieking bombardment that had arriv
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Slap, slap, slap went the tiny feet across the glittering wet sand. Speckles of white spume clumped like Spring-snow as the waves receded - drawing-back, ready to massage the s
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