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Introduction

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Chapter 1 in It Takes a Village

On the outskirts of Sydney stood a brutalist sculpture of grey concrete, red brick, steel rails and sheets of dull green galvanised iron that someone had decided to call a school. A boy and a girl sat on opposite sides of an upstairs classroom, unaware that they were both thin...

Back to School

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Chapter 5 in It Takes a Village

Wise Counsel

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Chapter 4 in It Takes a Village

For a moment, Sebastian considered crumpling the letter into a ball and tossing it into his bin, but when he read the words again he hesitated. “What if it _is_ real?” he wondered. Despite his misgivings, he was unable to escape the letter's intrigue. After all, working his way t...

Back to School

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Chapter 4 in It Takes a Village

> **Please enable game mode by clicking “Start Game" on the right-hand side of this page. Many chapters will not make sense without it, and some will not even display content. This allows the story to converge at points and avoid unnecessary duplication, while taking into account...

A Mysterious Missive

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Chapter 3 in It Takes a Village

Although Laura tried to work from home as often as possible, she was still needed in the office a two or three days a week. She had already left for work when Sebastian got up on Tuesday morning, so he ate breakfast alone and afterwards went to check the mailbox. Mrs Smith, his e...

The Summer of Lust

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Chapter 2 in It Takes a Village

After breakfast, Sebastian returned upstairs for a shower. A haggard young man stared back at him as he examined his face in the mirror. Life had not been kind to Sebastian, and it showed. The six weeks off school hadn't done much rejuvenation. The problem with being handsome-in...

A Clandestine Conference

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Chapter 3 in It Takes a Village

The sun was just beginning to set on Tuesday evening when a plump, round-faced woman of about sixty, her bob dyed a rusty red, took her place behind the lectern. Soon she would retire as High Priestess and pass the baton on to her successor, but not yet. No. She had waited half a...

Introduction

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Chapter 1 in Time Chase

Your warm breath condenses before your eyes, the frigid air stinging your nose. Flo's voicemail was rather insistent, and you hurry down Victoria Embankment, turning your collar up against the gale sweeping across the shimmering expanse of the Thames. The hulking Ministry of Defe...