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It is pink. I guessed it!” Sorja laughed.

 

No it is not, It is more red than pink I would say.” Hyle replied. “It is just a matter of how the light hits it.”

 

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The ferocious looking tiger peered out from under the sofa, its meal not far away. It growled, a sort of high pitched growl. But the people of the house did not hear, and the tiger was confident. His next meal was mere centimetres away, he crept forward and pushed his muzzle into the pastry.

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Søstre [2]


Present day….. Shortly after Mid-day,

 

The low rumbling thunder of low revving four-stroke motorcycle engines grew from out of the distance as they left the main North-South road and turned into Hope Springs.

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Søstre [1]

 

Seven years ago….

 

From any angle, it was plain to see that Sorja was not happy with her sister, not in the slightest. Anyone who passed the side door to The Waffelhus that evening would have been witness to the argument between the two Troy sisters.

 

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The Murder - Finale

Ytte Maria Henriette von Skovlund sat quietly in the headmistress office of Hope Springs school. In front of her on the desk were several piles of paper all relevant to the case of the killing of Margaret Louise Decker. Beside all the police reports and statements she also referred regularly to the notes she had made during the trial.

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The Murder - Cause and Effect

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Amid the general kicking off of shoes and the sighs of relief, after all, high heels were not best suited for the long walk back to Hyle’s house on the compacted dirt roads of Hope Springs, Hyle, Kirsten and Tuki took their places leaning against the table and worktops in Hyle’s kitchen as the room filled with the smell of brewing coffee.

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The Murder - A Farewell to Magrat

 

While Shadow slept, Hyle was sitting at the kitchen table, pen in hand well into the wee hours.

The recent developments at The Constabulary, the arrest of the Stanton boys, the deaf and dumb supper she had just shared with Shadow, all weighed heavily on Hyle’s mind, interfering with the task in hand, namely the speech she was to give at Magrat’s funeral.

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The Murder - Some Pieces Fall Into Place

 

Constable Alana headed back towards the constabulary, mentally preparing her report on the conversation she had just finished with young Evan Stanton. She would copy her notes and the boy’s statement up to date over a coffee then place the report on The Chief’s desk. Then.. then she would probably head home for some well earned sleep.

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The Murder - Civic Responsibilities


In all fairness, Hyle’s diversion to The Constabulary was a welcome relief. It gave her a moment away from the deeply saddening task of making the arrangements for Magrat’s funeral. To be honest, a bunch of folk having a picnic, or a sit-in or whatever it was supposed to be, was not the item on the top of her agenda.

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Mordet/The Murder, Day Two (part 2)

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So it was no small amount of trepidation that Hyle felt as she walked down the slope from her car into Longhands’ north camp.

 

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Mordet/The Murder, Day Two

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Hyle looked in the mirror, the bags under her eyes were evidence of a sleepless night. Her mind had been full of the previous day’s events and the fact Shadow had been out all night investigating did not help.

 

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Mordet/The Murder

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It was around two in the afternoon. Hyle was leaning on the edge of her desk, looking out of her office window. Her office door was closed and the blind was down. She had left explicit instructions with her staff that she was not to be disturbed.

 

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Chez Spivey, just around 7:30

Joe had been pacing the hall for about ten minutes. Well for Joe it was one cigar and onto the next. 

"Ain't you ready yet?!"

Kirsten's voice drifted out if the bedroom "Just a minute. Archie and Harvey are only four doors down Joe."

Silja smirked at Joe's pacing. "It is good to be 'fashionably late' you know."

Joe's replied with a stern raised eyebrow. Silja just poked her tongue out in return. Uwe did his best not to snort.

"Yer, an' you two just concentrate on Anni. And nevermind any 'goings on', right?"

 

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Pipeline. Vivien's Story (cont.)

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Pipeline.

 

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Refugee - Vivien's Story

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The so-called road had steepened somewhat since it left Pass Chris, broken asphalt threatened to turn the unsuspecting ankle of the unwary as the crocodile of refugees made their way up to the gaping tunnel mouth just visible ahead as the road turned.

 

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No World for Old Bean Counters.

 

Four percent.”

 

Wesley Drayton had cleared his throat before speaking and felt compelled to clear it again as the cold stare coming from the other side of Mayor Hyle Troy’s desk increased the discomfort he felt. The Head of Accounts for Hope Springs watched as Mayor Troy’s right eyebrow raised. Drayton shuffled in the chair.

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Deadlines

 

 

It was quite late by the time Hyle got home. It had been a difficult day.

Firstly the promised delivery date for the school chairs was not going to be met by the supplier and it had taken two hours of constant demanding and a certain amount of animated discussion, lots of which were in Danish, and so spared the blushes of the manager at Oglethorpe Carpentry.

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Love, Hope, Joy, And a Sunday Morning

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I love Sunday morning. Joe’s day off and he gets to look after Anni...”

 

Slija stretched like cat on a warm windowsill.

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" I wake up in the basement... "

I wake up in the basement…..

.. I’m hungry, I’m dry.”

 

 

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That'll do..

 

A kind and steady heart can make a grey sky blue,
And a task that seems impossible, is quite possible for you.
A kind and steady heart, is sure to see you through.
It may not seem like very much right now,
It'll do, it'll do.

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Jacobs Ladder (pt 2)

 

 

Thankfully the last few hundred metres had been a lot less steep than those that preceded them. Hyle felt the relief in her legs although the constant thick mist had seeped into her clothes, combining with the sweat, making her feel uncomfortable throughout. How much further? She thought.

The lead man walked cautiously forward, peering once again into his screen. To one side than the next, aligning the two dots on the display.


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Jacobs Ladder (pt 1)

The clouds prepare for battle
In the dark and brooding silence
Bruised and sullen storm clouds
Have the light of day obscured
Looming low and ominous
In twilight premature
Thunder heads are rumbling
In a distant overture... “

 

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A chance to write at last.

 

 

Hyle opened her eyes again. The squeezed them shut, again.

 

Then opened.

 

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More Pics

Well it's been four years since Anneka came into Joe and Kirsten's life. So I decided on a remodel for illustration purposes.Kids grow so fast. 

Also, I think Silja has matured a little in the past year so a few tweaks here also. 

one year on

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The Long Walk

 

 

You better get going.”

 

Theis smiled as he put on his coat. He waited for Hyle by the Waffelhus door, after she passed he keyed the lock.

 

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Another Sunday Morning

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"Ugh.."

Hyle rolled over.

"Stop smirking" She mumbled with a scowl.

 

"Why do you drink so much?" Shad lay on his side with his head reasting on his arm.

 

"Because saturday is my day off, It's a party. I can put everything else out of my mind."

"Mhh  I guess."

Hyle rolled out of the bed, struggling to her feet and headed for the shower. Shad followed her to the bathroom, enjoying the rear view.

 

"Hyle...?"

"What!?!"

"Your gonna take your panties off before you shower, right...?"

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This Woman's Work

 

The question is. What would she do next?”

 

Ok. So it had been a hard day, Hyle was feeling the pressure mounting. She sat back on her office chair absent-mindedly tapping the blotter with the end of her pencil.

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Lonely at the Top

It was gone five. The office had emptied. Hyle’s staff had gone home for the evening.

 

Reavy had just left, having gained permission to hold self-defence classes at the hostel. At least this may give the girls a little more confidence after Hyle had confiscated the weapons that Jeass had distributed.

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Another day at the Office

Wesley Drayton , Accountant of Hope Springs. Yes they even thought of making accountant clones.

Wesley was efficient, precise, diligent. Absolutely the right man for keeping Hope Springs finances in order.

 

And so fucking mind-crushingly boring!

 

As Hyle sat through his quarterly report,

And even though the details were typed in fine detail on the desk in front of her.

And even though the books were balancing.

 

Hyle was thinking.

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Götterdämmerung. (part 11)

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21:00 Precisely. Miss Skovlund stepped off the bus, still dressed in jacket and pencil skirt, this time carrying a clip board.

I trust all is prepared, Miss Lucy? Nice dress by the way. Very retro, in keeping with the surroundings.”

She nodded her thin tight-ass smile and took a place beside Lucy on the kerb by the bus doors.

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