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De kring (deel 1)
De kring (deel 2)
De kring (deel 3)
The Circle (Part 4)

The silence has been replaced by sobbing pulls. Someone is crunching teeth of impotence, yet another is crunching the bones of his fingers, or is it his brain cracking drifty. Fixed with no results.

As usual, they wait for me to do something. My nose curls, my back curves, my chin protrudes forward.

Crawling I go to the outside door and push the latch down. Squeaky opens the door. Crazy that the sound of hinges comes in so much harder in the dark.

A faint light of the moon gives just enough sight to continue my way straight up until I reach the ring dike.

I put the fence back on the dam, prevent the massive outbreak [described in part 1] and so the circle is round again.

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