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It all happened a long time ago in a village many many miles from anywhere else. The truth has taken many years of investigation to delve deep into. The consequences of that tragic event is still having repurcusions today.
But rather than starting at the end and revealing the solution. Lets start at the beginning.
In the tiny hamlet of Apolyonia.
It was the year 1657. The month was June. The day was Tuesday.
The sun rose at its usual time of 5:54am and held sway all day till 6:36pm.
The cloud cover was non existent with brillaint lbue skys everywhere.
The villagers awoke as they usually did at about 9:56am (they werent the most active of villagers)
Civman2000 began his day with some porridge as that was his favourite meal. He washed his bowl and placed it back in the cupboard before heading off to work. He was the village Teacher, he was given the task of teaching the village children. But the bizare thing was, there were no children, not for many a year now. In fact, there were no women in the village, these were some very weid Village People. So Civman sat al lday in the empty classroom reading books he had read many times already. At end of the day he headed home and had more porridge for dinner before heading to bed, only to repeat it all tommorrow.
Skanky Burns was the local publican. He owned the bar and the rooms behind the saloon. He hadnt had a traveller through the village for many a year but he always changed the sheets daily and refreshed the rooms. When he wasnt out the back cleaning he would be found behind the bar and serve the locals who occasionaly dropped by. One of those regulars to the bar was rah , he sat on his corner stool most of day, watching the comings and goings. He could see out the bars window in the street outside and would often wave to Civman as he passed either to school or home again. Rah was retired now, he had been the hamlets sherrif but was too old to continue. Again strangely when he announced his retirement 10 years ago, no one replaced him. In the bar on this eventous day was also Whoha the towns Mayor. With no population change for many a year the council chambers had no need to discuss any issues tha thad not already been discussed, so Whoha had sacked the council and ran the town himself. And with so much spare time spent most of it in the bar.
Spaced Cowboy lived just two doors down from the pub and he had his woodworking factoy next door. He loved to make things with the wood he collected in the nearby forrest. However another strange thing was that he hadnt sold any items for so long, that he now built things, took them apart and then remade it into something new. So he hadnt travelled into the woods for a long time. Nikolai was the towns baker. He was the most productive of all the village people as everyone still wanted bread. Nikolai and his assistant Chaunk would make just enough bread for everyone and then both head of to the bar.
Down the end of town towards the little brook that babbled past, was the fisherman Adagio and his best friend duke o' york. They would fish daily and always caught just enough for the local towns folk.
Somewhere on the streets daily would be found Leirosa who was the street sweeper, his daily activity was choosing a street and rmevoing all the leaves and rubbish. Strangely as there was only three streets in the entire town, he always did the main street.
Out across the park was th elibrary and behind the library lived the towns librarian DarkCloud he loved his books and kept very accurate lists of everyone he had and who had borrowed what. But again in this strange twon, not one had been borrowed for many a year.
Sparrowhawk the towns gardener worked hard in the park that sat in the middle of town. He trimmed the hedges and mowed the lawn. A task he repeated daily.
Sitting in the park every day were reismark and Jonny the town drunks. Every day they would buy therir cheap vino from skanky and then sit on the park bench and drink it wrapped in a brown paper bag.
The towns lawyer was fishsticks but his usual routine was usually walking to see the judge Ljube in the courtroom and having a quaint lunch together and discussing the old days.
Hercules was towns shop keeper. He only stocked long lasting products as the deleiveries thorugh town were very infrequent.
Such was the town. And its daily activities repeated daily. That was until this day. This day was very diferent.
But rather than starting at the end and revealing the solution. Lets start at the beginning.
In the tiny hamlet of Apolyonia.
It was the year 1657. The month was June. The day was Tuesday.
The sun rose at its usual time of 5:54am and held sway all day till 6:36pm.
The cloud cover was non existent with brillaint lbue skys everywhere.
The villagers awoke as they usually did at about 9:56am (they werent the most active of villagers)
Civman2000 began his day with some porridge as that was his favourite meal. He washed his bowl and placed it back in the cupboard before heading off to work. He was the village Teacher, he was given the task of teaching the village children. But the bizare thing was, there were no children, not for many a year now. In fact, there were no women in the village, these were some very weid Village People. So Civman sat al lday in the empty classroom reading books he had read many times already. At end of the day he headed home and had more porridge for dinner before heading to bed, only to repeat it all tommorrow.
Skanky Burns was the local publican. He owned the bar and the rooms behind the saloon. He hadnt had a traveller through the village for many a year but he always changed the sheets daily and refreshed the rooms. When he wasnt out the back cleaning he would be found behind the bar and serve the locals who occasionaly dropped by. One of those regulars to the bar was rah , he sat on his corner stool most of day, watching the comings and goings. He could see out the bars window in the street outside and would often wave to Civman as he passed either to school or home again. Rah was retired now, he had been the hamlets sherrif but was too old to continue. Again strangely when he announced his retirement 10 years ago, no one replaced him. In the bar on this eventous day was also Whoha the towns Mayor. With no population change for many a year the council chambers had no need to discuss any issues tha thad not already been discussed, so Whoha had sacked the council and ran the town himself. And with so much spare time spent most of it in the bar.
Spaced Cowboy lived just two doors down from the pub and he had his woodworking factoy next door. He loved to make things with the wood he collected in the nearby forrest. However another strange thing was that he hadnt sold any items for so long, that he now built things, took them apart and then remade it into something new. So he hadnt travelled into the woods for a long time. Nikolai was the towns baker. He was the most productive of all the village people as everyone still wanted bread. Nikolai and his assistant Chaunk would make just enough bread for everyone and then both head of to the bar.
Down the end of town towards the little brook that babbled past, was the fisherman Adagio and his best friend duke o' york. They would fish daily and always caught just enough for the local towns folk.
Somewhere on the streets daily would be found Leirosa who was the street sweeper, his daily activity was choosing a street and rmevoing all the leaves and rubbish. Strangely as there was only three streets in the entire town, he always did the main street.
Out across the park was th elibrary and behind the library lived the towns librarian DarkCloud he loved his books and kept very accurate lists of everyone he had and who had borrowed what. But again in this strange twon, not one had been borrowed for many a year.
Sparrowhawk the towns gardener worked hard in the park that sat in the middle of town. He trimmed the hedges and mowed the lawn. A task he repeated daily.
Sitting in the park every day were reismark and Jonny the town drunks. Every day they would buy therir cheap vino from skanky and then sit on the park bench and drink it wrapped in a brown paper bag.
The towns lawyer was fishsticks but his usual routine was usually walking to see the judge Ljube in the courtroom and having a quaint lunch together and discussing the old days.
Hercules was towns shop keeper. He only stocked long lasting products as the deleiveries thorugh town were very infrequent.
Such was the town. And its daily activities repeated daily. That was until this day. This day was very diferent.
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