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by Philip Spires - 2008-04-13
We arrived more than two hours later than planned, but the west of England summer light had not yet faded even to dusk. A soft golden glow was just growing across the sunset, which had just tinged a f...
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by Philip Spires - 2008-04-13
A sharp closing of the door left the two men together yet alone, strangers, introduced merely seconds before. The older, taller of the two seemed to scrutinise the stockier new arrival for a few momen...
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143.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-12
No friendly moon was there to light this unfamiliar path; only a pitch-black night, so dark and foreboding that I could not see my hand in front of my face. Even Conqueror's sharp eyes soon lost...
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144.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-18
A few weeks passed by with no further sign of Ariya, as I continued this strange quest for a mystical key. I didn't know where I was going, or perhaps I did. At any rate, one morning while I...
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145.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-19
Weeks drifted by with no sign of Ariya, or anybody else for that matter, but the silence was eerie, compelling me to look over my shoulder more often now. I was back where my enemies might find ...
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146.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-20
Several weeks after the meeting with Ariya, we were making our way across a meadow when we unexpectedly ran across the most charming yellow cottage one could imagine. Nestled in the wood line be...
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147.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-23
When the hunter spit in my face, I felt the familiar rush that always preceded my deadly encounters. But this time, for Maradin's sake, I maintained my composure. "Wait a minute my friend,...
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by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-26
Conqueror was lying motionless next to the black horse that was trying to get up on his broken legs. I knew their injuries would eventually be fatal, but it would take many long days of agony befo...
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149.
by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-04-28
"What do you mean, ‘mistaken identity?' Was Maradin lying about who she was?" "In an indirect way, yes, she was lying without knowing it. You see; it was not Maradin that you were in love ...
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by E. RAYMOND ROCK - 2008-05-01
"Now King, I'll ease your curiosity a bit. Listen closely. The Great Weapons you will master through this inner work are three: A concentrated mind, an investigative mind, and an insightful mind. ...
