EVERYBODY, both human and bird, slipped back into a familiar routine, while each day drifted lazily into the next in a peaceful repetition of normality. On this particular day, Bruce and Brucette had just passed us by on their regular patrol, ignoring both myself and the birds as usual and Elvira was conspicuous by her absence.

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PEACE ENDED in our friendly neighborhood one morning when Mum and Dad magpie were quietly munching on a hamburger each while I was in dutiful attendance. I had noticed that for the last couple of days something was amiss.

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DESPAIR cast its dark shadow over the bird population as the evil black winged demon patrolled its domain. With beady yellow eyes it scanned for any hapless feathered intruder that dared trespass into its self proclaimed territory. It had only one mission in life and that was to track, attack, injure and evict any poor unfortunate bird that crossed its imaginary demarcation  line.

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DAWN’S GOLDEN fingers of light probed seductively into the inner sanctum of my darkened bedroom, wantonly prying and piercing through the cracks in my tightly closed vertical blinds and tantalisingly raising me up from the depths of my night’s slumber.

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SILENCE hung heavy in the air as I slumped back in my deckchair and contemplated the events that had just unfolded. It had only been a few short hours since the interloper’s demise and I was still in disbelief that it was finally over. Was it true? Had the demon returned to the hell fire and brimstone from whence it came?

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