In the last post: The troll easily brushed the tough little robot aside, now nothing stood between it and Alf...
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Eerie Eve ® James Field. Part 21
Alf gasped. The troll had flung Crusher sailing through the air as if it weighed nothing. The robot was small but heavy, and even Alf with his colossal strength had trouble lifting it off its feet. The troll roared, clapped its jaws, and set its hungry eyes on Alf and his basket of magic toadstools.
If the troll got his hands on them, Alf had a hunch they would break the curse that kept the troll turned to stone. Then it would haunt the estate forever more, hiding under a bridge somewhere, terrorising passers-by.
No, that would never do. As security guard, it was his job to keep trespassers out of the Cloud Estate, and that included trolls. Right now, however, Alf didn't feel so happy about his responsibilities. His future looked no rosier than Crusher’s.
He spun and ran back through the trees as fast as his long legs would carry him, and the troll came thudding behind. Alf leapt over bushes and boggy puddles so fast that wind whistled in his ears, but the troll kept pace and drew closer. If only I had wings, thought Alf. But such equipment was for angels, not for sinners like him.
To be continued…
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A River in Darkness: One Man's Escape from North Korea by Masaji Ishikawa
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
To save the jobs of those in the Japanese government who helped him escape, Masaji Ishikawa wrote: “…obviously I wasn’t going to start talking to the press.” Instead, he wrote this mammoth best-selling book? Sorry, but I don’t believe this man’s autobiography can be true. If it is, then he is likely responsible for the sacking of those government officials who helped his return to Japan, and worse, expose his family to torture or execution in North Korea.
It may well be that he moved to North Korea in 1960, aged thirteen, where he lived until his escape in 1996. However, I rather believe his memoir is an over dramatised collection of exaggerated incidents he picked up from others. In which case, good for him.
I hope this is the case; otherwise, he puts himself in a poor light. From his book, he already comes across as egoistic, beating up anyone who upsets him and often leaving his family to starve while he runs off to find work to feed himself.
North Korea is undoubtedly not an agreeable place to live, but propaganda and false news flourish. The story in this book is captivating and mind-bogglingly tragic, hence four stars. I just don’t accept Mr Ishikawa’s life was as awful, or maybe I don’t want to believe, as he relates.
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