The Spook's Apprentice
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Par Julie Da Silva et Madeleine Barrat
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- DONG...
- DONG...
- DONG...
- It was seven o'clock and starting to get dark.
- So... why are we here ?
- You will see soon...
- We reached Horshaw as a church bell began to chime in the distance. A heavy drizzle blew straight into our faces, but there was still enough light for le to judge that this wasn't a place I ever wanted to live in and even a short visit would be best avoided.
- Horshaw was a ugly little place, a black smear against the green fields. The whole area was riddled with mines, and Horshaw was at its centre.
- Blah blah...
- Blah blah...
- Huh... me too !
- I am so tired !
- Shut up ! He is back...
- Blah blah...
- High above the village was a large slag heap which marked the entrance to the mine. Behind the slag heap were the coal yards, which stored enough fuel to keep the biggest towns in the country warm through even the longest winters.
- Those minors don't seem to like us...
- Get used to it, lad. We're needed but rarely welcomed, and some places are worse than others.
- Soon, we were walking down through the narrow cobbled streets, keeping pressed close to grimmy walls to make way for carts heaped with black cobs of coal, wet and gleaming with rain.
- There were few people and once we meet a group of dour-faced minors, who were trudging up the hill to begin their night shift. They'd been talking in loud voices...
- ...but they suddenly fell silent and moved into a single column to pass us, keeping to the far side of the street. One of them actually made the sign of the cross.
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