Category Archives: The Hounslow Saga

Hounslow: Part XVII – Machination

As if she had learned the spiel by rote, Ramla rolled out a technical explanation of the facilities. Shani would almost furtively add the odd word sentence to elaborate on her sister’s discourse, but would otherwise remain still while Ramla … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XVI – Companions

“Set the standard for these Learners. You have the skills…and you’re both certifiable. Show them what brilliance and madness can accomplish.” The class tittered nervously, but the recipients of Lt. Commander Finidi Soler were unmoved. They had heard this shtick … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XV – Malaise

Her head was throbbing. She knew the cause, though it would be difficult to explain to anyone unfamiliar with the Dais or, more commonly, anyone for whom the gigantic compound did not elicit physical discomfort. It was just… There was … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XIV – Chills

Even one who knew the cost of its construction could not deny the sheer, breathtaking beauty of the Dais on such a day. The Sun, amplified and warped by the translucent canopy, seemed to shimmer in the Autumn sky, and … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XIII – Ructions

“You seem like a smart girl. Too smart for the profession you’ve chosen. A chip on the shoulder, perhaps? Class envy in the blood? Or from the other side, maybe. Yes… That’s it, isn’t it? An itchy self-loathing? An awareness … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XII – Checks

Most heartbreaking of all the sights on the way to the Dais entry points were those of families taking a no-doubt exorbitantly-expensive trip inside. The look of jubilant excitement on the kids’ faces, the sheer pride emanating from the parents, … Continue reading

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Hounslow: Part XI – Brittle

Black, blue, dark red, splashes of burgundy… These were Myung-Bo’s favourite tights, featuring almost all her favourite colours. They were not as garish as those worn by the majority of young women in the local area, but then she was … Continue reading

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