AtoZChallenge
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This one is dedicated to Harshita, Deepti, Poonam, Ellora, Leha and Purba. Thank you so much for your continued comments. Hope you like the conclusion.
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The story was told by dawn. The details had been fuzzy; Arthur had banished all memories and thoughts and fears to the deepest crevices of his brain, never to see the light of day again. But Janah had been relentless in his questions and had unearthed details even Arthur didn’t know he had.
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The continued delicacy with which Arthur Uriel Banes, formerly Arthur Chubs, formerly Mr. Chubs, was handled by the guards – plural, several more had joined the first one – left him reeling in shock and suspicion. Was he going to be executed? He barked a laugh at the thought. It would serve him right.
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It begins with a story. It is a story of a queen who is poisoned by her son because he’s tired of waiting for her to die. He has been waiting for seven years and finally decides to kill her so he can get control of the throne. It’s laughably easy and he’s not incompetent.…
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The road took Arthur Chubs inexorably towards Forbearn. There were numerous places to stop in-between and he made use of them liberally. And yet it took him an embarrassingly long time to realize the road he was on would lead him home if he so chose. He chalked away the delay to not having travelled…
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It was difficult to willingly give up Selma’s companionship and the inherent security that came with being known but Arthur had to leave. He knew the kind of risk he was exposing her to and despite reassurances, he could see the relief in her shoulders and the lines around her mouth when he announced he’d…
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He didn’t leave once Selma told him the guards had left the village, onto the next one no doubt. It was logic that stayed him. Here was as good a place as any to hide. Now that he knew they were ahead of him, the chances of them catching up with him were poor. He…
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