thoughts, story lines etc.... bits i can add later - leggings 14

There is a village in the centre of what would have been fens long ago in the county of Gnawfolk, and through the centre of it from the air a large X can clearly be seen.
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It's old old coountry here, with values and traditions of it's own. From the time I came to live here, I felt an affirmity with the land, I'd walk accross my garden towards the ancient hedgerow and the no-longer running stream and my toes would curl with pleasure and trepidition. Sometimes the curly willow tree bends down and I grab hold of the lower branches and dance. Simple joys!
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I used to spend my time on the internet, a once operator on a mirc channel, and talk the hours away, on several channels at once. A couple of years ago I was told that the American operators had problems and were too scared to talk about their experiences. That other operators were trying to help. Even they were too scared to tell me it all.
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They were being hit the same way I have here - I believe and forced to play a little game. The first signs perhaps is the increase and close proximity of Magpies, and the number of other players who attend at the hostile house. They drive in: in posh cars and go away in them with bandaged or scarfed necks, one hand to their throats. On some nights the bats come into the trees and bushes, a huge dark cloud, with all the terrors fast upon them.
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They have some connection to nature and feel things that happen. It's like a swarm of bees - that come and go in passing motions all carrying little bits of information.
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The game one Canadian told me is Reversi, or a varient of it. I'm sure I have played before perhaps when I was a child too young to remember, and I'm sure all the others died. It's in their remit to leave one standing. I have visions I try to shut out, where everything is red, and I'm so scared, so terrified. It's important not to want to die: because that's the one wish they will grant. They have come to take everything. Even you! Everything is recyclable.
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While they are here they will do anything to make their lives more comfortable, they will change the environment to please themselves and their race. They are looking for specific people: the ones who have enough mind stretch, either to be slaves - the we-sayers, or to be meat, or to be used in certain ways.
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The space ship came down centuries away and they have no one with enough speed in their brain to navigate it home. The space ship formed the bottom of a lake, gashed a huge slash into the landscape and finally fell flat, after a while the lake formed over the top.
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What is true and what is not? The scam game: Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the truest of them all?
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They'll take jobs, it distracts others from knowing what they're up too. They'll work through other people, through your contacts, through organisations, they will have previous names, previous nicknames. One job might be to 'mine for gromits' older style gromits aren't really for 'hearing', my adoptive sister was fitted with a pair and they had some strange results, her father made sure they were taken out. These are black market items for millionaire customers.
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Earlier they might for example been known as the 'Veicester Boys' now they might be known in Gnawfolk as 'Gnawfolk Vicars & Tarts'. Churches have a terrible time finding the right folk. They'll attract intelligent people who get trapped in it all, and unable to get out. Intelligent people used to go to church; not so many now, why?
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They'll attract and enslave the we-sayers who are so useful to them in making sure the orders are given out and obeyed.
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If it's about money, then anyone could be deployed, perhaps the county council would be involved, or the county set, there would be no limit to their greed or determination.
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They'd come in for a prize perhaps, or a large will - they'll put a spare family out there and swear blind to all and sundry that they are related.
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It's such a mess, they might even be here to try and ascertain who came from their world long ago and take them safely home again. I just doubt that their motives are that good. It's like being in the Goonies!
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How long have they been on earth? As long as every story about them - every play - every song - every poem that warns us of the dangers.