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As they moved away from the Eden Project towards the lights of St Austell, a figure separated from the shadows and bounded onto the roof of the visitors’ centre. In its mischievous eyes was the wildness of nature. In its enigmatic smile were mystery and a hint of secrets untold. Sly and dangerous, Robin Goodfellow gave a mocking bow.
‘And so this tale must end,
With questions to be posed.
No rest yet for our players,
Though these pages soon will close.
New adventures lie ahead,
Love, lust, death and betrayal.
A world in shadow, a threat so great
As to make you quake and quail.
Yet life is but a game,
Mere sport before you die.
Where the rules are never told,
And the stakes are always high.
Sleep well now, Fragile Creatures,
But consider as you doze:
Your strings may be invisible,
Though like puppets you repose.
The puppetmaster makes you dance,
But keep your eyes tight shut.
For when you least expect it.
Snip, snip!
… the strings are cut …’
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