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I completely understand if you deny this, but would it be possible to extend the round by a further two days, to Monday instead? I've been asked to work extra, and I'm so busy right now that I really have no time to write until Saturday, by which time the deadline will be over as I am busy Saturday mornings.

I know it has already been extended by a week, but I had no idea my time would completely run-out thanks to a bunch of pointless mock exams. On top of this, I have restarted my story today, as I suddenly thought of something far better. Obviously this late start is my fault, but two more days would be perfect. Thanks either way.

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08-Dec-2011 19:41:13

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+ The Beginning of the End +
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“The life of man (in a state of nature) is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short” –
Thomas Hobbes

Mesmerised by his divine smile, she had seemingly fallen into love’s penitentiary. Like a flower dropping, daintily in his arms she collapsed; the soft, velvet fabric of her coat warm against his neck, she had breathed deeply against his skin. Like a sunflower, its head tilted towards the sun, she beamed her golden smile that lit up even the dimmest cavern.

And it was in his arms that she breathed her last breath of fresh air.

The human race was dying.

The soft, orange hue of the setting sun beamed its rays upon the earth, lighting every burrow, cave and aperture in its elegant radiance. It was one of the most beautiful sunsets to ever shine across the city of Florence, yet few people were around to appreciate it. Even the Piazza della Signoria, the once constantly busy political base of the city, was empty; for even the politicians were scarce in number.

Hours passed and as the tranquil centre of Florence became darkened from the disappearance of the glowing sun, the loud, reverberating sound of a bell echoed against the walls of buildings, so powerful that windows faintly shuddered against its penetrating vibrations. It was a warning, for the bell signified that time was in its most dangerous position. Now that the sun was no longer present, the temperature fell dramatically, decreasing by almost a degree per minute. Very soon, the mercury, previously at twenty-seven degrees centigrade, would fall far below that of freezing point.
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11-Dec-2011 20:35:18

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The flicker of a solitary candle quickly faded as a chill howled through the dry air. Windows on houses were shut, with several sheets of corrugated metal creating a makeshift insulator to the interior of the buildings. Long, thick curtains made of anything from blankets to bed sheets hung like tapestries over the corrugated metal. It created a sense of extreme isolation; people locked away in their homes like prisoners, covering every possible gap in their houses in order to avoid the penetrating cold that was now nearing the temperature of the arctic.

The frustrated shouts of Claudius Ranieri bellowed throughout the rooms of the Palazzo Vecchio as uniformed soldiers hurried into the courtyard, lining up in perfect rows of sixteen. Claudius, a middle-aged man, with grey, straggly hair and a white, flocculent beard, stood before the seven lines of sixteen men, glancing upon the faces of shivering soldiers. He cleared his throat, indicating he was about to speak. It was apparent that the news would undoubtedly be bad news, for there was a very distinct look of worry that struck his face.

“May I begin by apologising for assigning you all here, but it is with great worry that it was necessary to call upon our finest soldiers in an hour of need.”

Claudius fell silent for a moment, his eyes beginning to water as he began to continue his speech.

“I have a t...task at hand that requires the skill of such brave men.”

It was unclear as to whether his hesitation was due to the cold or for the dark thoughts that beseeched his mind. The soldiers’ puzzled glances to one another seemed to suggest it was the latter.

“My son, Vincenzo, has been reported missing. You will be briefed by your respective commandants. As you will all know, Vincenzo is of great importance to this stronghold – he remains future heir to lead you all when my time is up. There is little time, please, bring him...”
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11-Dec-2011 20:36:52

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Claudius’ voice trailed off as he withdrew a tissue from his pocket, lightly dabbing his eyes. He gave one final stare at his men; saluted, before disappearing into the warmth of the palace. From behind the lines of men stepped forth seven uniformed men. Two of them wore red ribbons diagonally across the chest and marched in front of the other five men, who were all dressed in identical olive-coloured overalls with matching hats with the word “Colonnello” emblazoned on them.

Standing central and in front of the seven lines of soldiers, one of the red-ribbon officers spoke first. He was the taller of the two, characterised by thick, brown eyebrows and shoulder-length black hair.

“Colonel Scevinci’s men will be heading due north,” said the officer. His voice was deep and authoritative; a piercing voice that sounded like he was shouting even when he was not.

*They are the ONLY group that will be heading under the lead of a senior officer. The rest of you will split up to cover the other directions: Bravo and Delta will cover eastern Florence; Rhodesia and Alpha south and Beta and Tiempa west.”

There was muffled speech among the soldiers: questioning, confusion and surprise painted the soldiers’ faces. They were quickly silenced by the raising of the officer’s left hand.

“It is worth noting,” the officer paused for a split-second. “That Vincenzo was last seen with a group of two companions in the Firenze Santa Maria Novella station. We believe he was deliberately forced to board the wrong train by a group of thugs.”
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11-Dec-2011 20:37:33

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