I'll keep releasing more of this story that I wrote in 2016 as I edit it... Much easier to do than nine-fingered typing an entire story! Although that's not as hard as I thought it would be, hunt and pecking with my injured hand while touch typing with the good one... The events here begin less than 12 hours after Jo left for work at the end of Chapter 1....
Author's Note: Well, here it is, the first chapter of my post apocalyptic story! It took some doing to hammer out the details, but here it is, finished and with more chapters waiting to be written! I do hope that everyone who wanted this story enjoys this opening chapter, as I put a lot of love into this story! Now, shall we begin? *************************...
***I'm moving the spotlight away from Louhi for a little while. This will tie in later, but for now, we're looking at the border country which separates England from Scotland. The year is not 1000AD yet but I needed a clan who could have been active there near the border and had a feud running with their opposite numbers on the other side. I picked a name,...
*** A little of what's happening in both places now, at sea and on land. Something to note here; The creatures back at the keep are not human and they have a rather involved societal structure. I'm aware that there are readers who might not especially like the way that these things all have a varying degree of capability to go in both directions which depe...
***By the Tenth Century, the peoples of Northern Scotland, the Faeroes, Orkneys and Shetland Islands all found their ways of speaking being supplanted by a language that is today known as Old Norse. The more southerly groups regionalized this even more with what is now known as Norn, a rather insular variant which is now extinct other than as a flavoring in...
Chapter 12 After their mid-day meal the men lined up on the parade ground, standing alongside their horse, Havildar Turin standing a little in front. David mounted the stallion and walked to Turin "Carry on Havildar Turin" he ordered. Turin shouted over his shoulder "detail prepare to mount, mount". The twenty-six men moved as one. "Left by twos, forwa...
Harry's notes: chapter 12. The last in this book save for an epilogue and some notes I made for myself, yeah, you too, but mostly me to explain to myself the possible existence of the race of Fay, enough. *sigh* This one will rip your balls off, twist your tits, break your heart, make you wonder what the next book will bring or I will have failed and you lo...
Hi folks. I really am sorry for the huge delay in the next installment of this series. I've had a whole lot of things happening in real life. From the move, finding a job and getting an apartment, it has been a bit hectic for me. I'm also trying to spend a little extra time on the stories (whenever I can get around to it) so that I can get a little more edit...
Prologue A small high school Somewhere in America… Matt Thompson stood at the podium before his fifth period history class, sweating profusely. Today was the day. He looked up at the camera and microphone above the door, pointed right at him. To Hell with Big Brother, he thought. I'm going to tell these kids the truth. Not the crap they've printe...
Dragon's Bane walked through the Forest, the warrior's mind shifting and leaving Roane's family behind. The wolf moved at the warrior's side, crunching the leaves noiselessly beneath the soft paws. Bane was as quiet as the animal as they increased the distance from the farm. They didn't see another person until after the midday meal of cold chicken that Gwen...