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LifeThrough Arnold Winter's Eyes ( An Epilogue) (Study in Pink WS)

Life has never been
for me a piece of cake,
nor for all the homeless
in the Victorian age.
Working in the coal mines
for almost the whole day
which has been my cell; a hell.
I thought that poverty's
the real monster; a Mog
that Victoria the queen
never heard of afore.
We've been ganging every night
looking for the next prey, together
with Mog, and the heartless Anable.
There we left many slain- headless
(those who have always been
a body without a soul.)

Now as the scenes of our story's unfold
many about life are left mysteriously, untold.

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A quiet reflection after an unquiet tale. An epilogue. I will add it regardless of the comments. Nothing need be added or removed.
Onward to the "word", the limerick and the sonnet.

W. H. Snow

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I was posting a link to this in the syllabus thread. I thought everyone has missed it when you were posting your comment... What a coincidence!!

It's 5 a.m here. Time for fajer prayer.
I am happy you thought this fits as an epilogue.
It is quite an experience.
An eye opener indeed.
Thank you

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Are you up early or late?

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for the prayer time.

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Is it Thursday or Friday?

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Weird, huh? You are so far away and yet right here with me holding me close and praying. What a curious thing technology is.

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Loved the epilogue.

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An epilogue up to your great standards, and the odd little word from years ago (Afore) this was well thought about.
As Wesley says it will go straight into the main story.
I have written the last piece of the puzzle as an excerpt from the newspaper of the time.
I think Barbara is going to write a piece also so that will complete the whole Workshop for now.
When Wesley has more time we can take a closer look at it but that can be anytime now.
You take care, and know that we love to have you with us here, Yours Ian.T

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I agree with everyone. This is well written, sister.

Alid

thanks for your kind visit. I am really happy I could manage to do this on/in time despite all the mess I had at home.
If only I could have you ALL (with no exception) for a tea party and some cookies. The smell of the new paint, which I adore as if the scents of the most beautiful spring blooms.
Thank you all.

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I couldn't find your resolution
shouldn't it be in under the syllabus thread?

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The resolution is the next piece after Loved's Number 26 write it contains a newspaper report about the killings and a little more, I have just written a final piece from a court report of March 23rd 1889, the accused was J Creel and he has been sentenced to death for the two murders, one of Mackwill, and the other was for the killing of the policeman French.
Hope you have enough information now as we are closing the report for now lol..
Take care out there and know we think of you,
Yours Ian x

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