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of wood which would satisfy the fundamental criteria of the common swing seat. The main framework of the swing stood proudly in his front garden. After an hour of constant work he produced the perfect seat for the swing. He had made it very smooth with intricate carvings worked into the wood. He decided to stop manufacturing this beautiful object and finish his tea which had been diverted from his attention by the work at hand. He proceeded up the stairs for a shower.

It was time for a stroll. As usual the woods were in abundance. As he went strolling through a particular neck of woods he looked around him in wonderment. The canopy of trees above his head covered most of the ground in shade. At ground level, the woods were quite airy and cool. The fluffy and inquisitive face of a rabbit appeared from the undergrowth. A plump and furry body followed it. He grinned at the rabbit and the rabbit grinned back. He always had had a kindly nature with animals. As he continued on, the vegetation began to lessen in density until he found his eyes fixed on the rolling country fields before him. Below stood a quiet little village, the roofs were narrow and the cottages were quite small and tidy. A winding road led invitingly into its midst. This same road ran past his house which was pleasantly situated a little way from the village thus saving him from the disquieting distractions of village life. Although the position of his house suggested otherwise, he was one of the chief citizens of the village and was well respected by many of the long term residents.

The man was currently contemplating a possible plan in his mind. It was his intention after his walk to proceed to the village but why not toddle in now? After all, he had to purchase a few comestibles to renew his supplies. After a considerable time, having let his brain work on the finer points of the matter; he struck out for the village. The fact that he was about to plunge himself into a series of events that would involve cunning and deception was completely unknown to him

Chapter 2

After a solid twenty minutes of walking, his legs felt comparable to the Berlin Wall whilst it was being demolished. It was no surprise then that he had to take a few restorative breaths at a nearby bench, which was not of his own making. Whilst summoning up the blood, he took a steady look at his surrounds, even though they were quite familiar to him. The village looked the same as ever. Before arriving, he had met the inviting' road,

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