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Or fly up, and revolve it all slowly - I kill where I please because it is all mine. There is no sophistry in my body: My manners are tearing off heads - #WATTYS2014 ----------- Short Piece based on Ted Hughes' Hawk Roosting poem.

She walked towards the oven, her footsteps the only sound she could hear, the red-hot glow of the Greek fire welcoming her. Ned Cooper has secrets. Myriad secrets no one could know. But Cecilia unveiled them, and they have branded her. She tries to relive the fabricated past and leave the secrets behind, but in doing so, she loses her grip on reality. As she walks towards the fire that would end her life, memories pass by in a hurried trance - the countless tears, the endless agonies... and the call unanswered.