Kileoli

That was very brave of Kieran or things could have gone really bad. I'm not sure if two chapters are enough to hunt the devil, get several marriages and get a railroad....I forgot the coming army

Since Liam and I are feeling totally down, this chapter is too long and humorless. Thinking about it, it helped me a bit writing this chapter, but I guess Liam had it better than me with letting things out of his system and not bottling up anymore and letting Rick hold him. I probably should do the same.

Saturday afternoon, the dishwasher was running, the steady churn of water folding in and out of itself behind the cabinet doors, and the girls were arguing across the kitchen table about whether dinosaurs could swim. Hermine insisted they could because “some of them had long necks and probably floated,” while Tiffany, indignant, claimed that anything with teeth like that would sink out of principle. Their voices overlapped, rising and falling in quick, overlapping bursts that made the kitch

At least the father tried and that's probably why Leonid feels guilty for not trying

Ok. Point taken. I never disagreed. Then I move a bit further into the past and set up my tent in year 1126.

I'm not saying they were anything nice. Generally when it comes to fanatics, the brutality is high. However, coming originally from a land under war and raised up at a place that you should keep your mouth shut about who you love to survive or get hunted. I would have gone for a time that the weapons weren't as destructive as nowadays. Believe it or not, it's not fun checking the news everyday and wondering if the people you loved or knew are still alive or shot. Still just look at numbers im guestimating the devastation destruction ratio is comparable between 2026 and the Fenians time.

Wow. That's so much stuff to read, Im gonna look for a parallel world to read and work.

Grady has almost pulled the trigger and bamm end of chapter?! I stay awake till you post the next chapter 🫠 Statistically when we compare the population of the world at that time and speed of a machine gun at killing people, we might roughly arrive at the destruction level of a small atom bomb. The difference is at that time they just had to burry the dead, but we will enjoy raise of zombies and mutants. I like the comfort of our time, but if it came to a war, I would have gone for the Hardings version.

It was awesome being in Jack's head. He is awesome and is a unicorn of honor. You did a great scene with stealing the maxim and using their weapon against them, still they are stronger, the capital is too far and who knows who got the telegram. So unreliable was the communication those days!

Since you remained unrepentant, I don't need to feel guilty for mean comments. I go terrorize the unicorn eggs!

When a horse has to save a town, then it is very possible that Theo and Elias take the machine gun and fly away on a unicorn. Or not?!

A happy Theo is a bad sign and I'm not sure if this is transformation thing is good. Im a bit worried that they start fighting over the meat. What can be there that turn everyone to wolves but still is so evil that can erase Theos pain with false hope. And can Jack be one lost member of Theos pack?

Being a teenager is not an easy time and losing a close person has a deeper effect. I think as people get older they get tougher or at least try to handle their feelings and loss better, but I don't know personally, so I'm just thinking how it is. Anyway. Sorry for your loss.

Generally (demanding) jobs and children are not a good combination but add Rick and Liam as the parents and it's a wonder the kids are still alive.😅 As for Rick, as much as he wants to support Liam and his career, he hates being left alone with the kids. Still you're right. There are better ways to show how he misses Liam. Sometimes Liam thinks seriously about finding a job far away since he didn't want to have kids to begin with.

I hope you have fun reading them. It's not easy to follow them. I started first with the " snow? Never heard of it!" As a short story based on a personal experience. Then the snow went on so they got a few more stories. After that I thought it won't snow all the time so started the Malicious Glee ( which is a close translation to the word Schadenfreude), and then I thought about writing origins. Ctrl+S is the start of Liam and Rick but how they met. Now I'm working on Designing for escape , which is almost the continue of their story. And Discipline of Silence is the story of Liam as a teenager till a bit before meeting Rick. So, it's gonna a bit non-linear with the logic of their story. But don't blame me, it's just their non-linear relationship history.

Leonid woke before the alarm, eyes open in the gray before he understood what had pulled him up from sleep, lying there with the blanket twisted around his legs and the taste of stale night still in his mouth, waiting for the next sound to arrive and explain the morning. For several seconds nothing arranged itself. The room held its shape — wardrobe, desk, the tear in the wallpaper above his bed where the glue had given way years ago — and he stared at that tear as if it might move, as

It's sometimes fun to look into their lives as the entire family, but most of the times it's more about crisis management 😂 And you are right, the girls were hardly a part of an active dialogue till this chapter. I just realized the last time they really appeared was in the yellow snow from the snow series. But then that's because I'm not sure if it's something anyone wants to read and is worth the time and thoughts to write them. The easiest for me to write is Liam 'cause he is a lot like me. Rick gets a bit difficult if I want to avoid too much drama, but the girls, they are another level. They don't behave and do whatever they want when I try to put them into words. Toddlers and babies are real villains, real nightmares with random sweet smiles. Luckily I imagine myself immune to this sweetness and work on hating them.

That makes sense now. Then it was my mistake thinking you and the duck were in Canada and just wondering why your waking time almost matches mine. We have a gecko, but I'm not sure about his sexual preferences, still he might like your duck.

In what time zone you sleep and wake up? It's almost like you are sabotaging mine.

That's an interesting history lesson. And a very smart approach from Vallace, money can buy people but beliefs are even stronger and more dangerous. Im impressed nothing stops Theo from his ride but still Jack has a say 🤣

He's too old to learn from the good old Shakespeare. Besides annoying Liam is easy and fun, Rick doesn't like being left with the kids or generally being left alone and he was and is afraid that one day Liam realizes he can do a lot more with his life and career without Rick. Now thinking about it, their relationship is sorta unstable. You're right, Rick has to stop being pushy and obnoxious before it's too late. ****I gotta check my plots and see if I can make things shaky .....

Rick cleared the dungeon on the second attempt, though the second attempt hadn’t felt like an attempt at all so much as an inevitability — a sequence of inputs refined just enough to make resistance irrelevant. He adjusted his approach at the first corridor, pulling left instead of center, letting the initial wave split cleanly the way he had mapped it earlier in his notebook, then staggering right with careful footwork, interrupt landing at the precise frame the cast bar flashed red; the c

By the third hour of the drive Liam had stopped pretending he was a social creature. The institute’s VW bus was technically an eight-seater, which in practice meant eight adults folded into one another’s personal space like a badly optimized packing algorithm: knees interlocking at intersections, shoulders nudging whenever the driver corrected the steering, the air thick with recycled heat and that faint, specific smell of we left at three and nobody agreed on when to eat. The guy in the fr

True. That was the time! So basically they have no chance. No wonder the answer to everything was " talk to the gun" BTW speaking of guns if you can't promise not to hurt your characters, then I have to send uncle Andrew to you.

We knew it, you just distracted us with a sweet chapter and took em all away! If anything happens to Timmy, you won't be safe, Christopher! But seriously and historically what happens when a land has no deed to show to whom it belonged? Was there some town council or something that they had a copy of things?