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Dereliction of Duty…

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…It was a day of surprises.

For the matter beneath his feet to commence shaking was a surprise because it had shown no prior predilection so to do and hence had come to be regarded as stable.

Given the ‘most stable’s’ new propensity, somewhat less of a surprise but still, unthinkable, his previously stable walls also began to shake.

The third surprise came hot on the heels of the other two.

As the usually reliable roof-tiles cascaded around his head, he realised that a shock-wave could be seen with the naked eye.

It was the last thing he saw.

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Knockety knock…

 

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“The door-knocker, Herr Doktor, is misnamed,” said Herbert, giving the door three resounding knocks with his knuckles, “…door-knockers, rap!”

He demonstrated his contention and the door-knocker rapped-out three sharp retorts in marked contrast to the previously administered knuckle-knocks.

“Anyway, there doesn’t appear to be anybody home,” concluded the Doctor.

“More’s the pity,” grinned Herbert eyeing the elaborately designed door-knocker with evident relish.

The two men turned to leave.

Just then the door opened and a long, leathery-tongue wrapped itself around the Doctor’s ankle and dragged him within.

Herbert walked on, his mind elsewhere, oblivious…

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Caladur: Desire…

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…”How can I, that is neither, be both

an old man and a boy?” said Ewan.

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“Is not every man that which was

and that which shall be,

and should not a man,

one day, see the face of his desire?” said the boy.

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“Tell me, then, what is my desire,” said Ewan.

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And Ewan heard an answer but that answer

was spoken in an unknown tongue and as he looked,

the strange, green-clad child faded from his sight,

and when he stooped to examine the place where he had been,

there was only long grass and thistles which waved in the wind…

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Caladur: Questions…

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…Then Ewan stood and looking down

on the laughing child was amazed,

for the face of the boy was like that of an old man.

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Ewan stared for awhile, disbelieving his eyes,

but then he said, “Who, then, are you?”

And the boy replied, “Answer me first the same question.”

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“Why must I answer first?” said Ewan.

“Because you already know what you would answer,

and your answer, is my answer also,” said the boy.

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