Topher Lydon
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Father provoked this, thinking Will would break. Boy were they wrong.
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Will, no longer being polite.
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I lived and worked in Wuhan, I shopped at the market in question, used the airport, the exchange in question. the busses... it's strange to look back on, how predictable it was.
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Prologue WORLD END: T-minus 92 days, 6 hours, and 0 minutes The Wuhan Institute of Virology, Wuhan, China The air of the laboratory was a continuous, sterile sigh, pressurized and filtered against the world outside. Within the highest containment bay of the Wuhan Institute of Virology, on the tenth of December, two thousand and nineteen, the light was a harsh, unrelenting white, reflecting off polished stainless steel and the glassy curves of sophisticated glassware. Here, ami
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Chapter One December 5th, 07:00 AM EST WORLD END: T-minus 96 days, 4 hours, and 00 minutes. Prime Minister’s Residence, Ottawa The dark before dawn was not a quiet thing. It was a held breath. A frozen moment between the dying night and a day that did not deserve to be born. Will Carter stood at the window of the private study, a room that still smelled of Andrew—of old books and bergamot and the faint, ghostly trace of his cologne. Will had not moved a
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XX Book 3 of the ORDER Trilogy XX The King of the North You want the throne, you'll pay in pain, In the North, it's he who reigns. The price is blood, the law is steel, A truth this frozen land makes real. So bring your claim, a fool's crusade, You'll learn the choice your pride has made.
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As I tried to express with Hesston and Caleb, there are Conservatives who are men of honour, and there is a new breed of rabid ones. (Liberals are just as bad with it) I like to think of this story, and Will especially, as being a man who builds a bridge. he has his conservative moments, and understands that he needs to listen. Thus his hiring of Caleb to his staff. Unity doesn't begin with division.
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The thingy ate the time stamp, It was there, then it was knocked out and I haven't had a chance to go back and fix it. Author's confession: The time stamp seemed like a great idea when I started writing book one... it has since become a bit of a pet peeve of mine... you will notice with the new book I double time stamp, t - and regular dates... because it's easier for my poor, addled, senile and demented brain.
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I fixed the borked and annoying thing. (grumbles about cool being uncooled by technology being stupid)
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well that link didn't work
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Awww I just started writing a sequel.... I have a problem... :: Hangs head and gets back to writing DEED... where more insidious shenanigans requiring a Lawman, a Stable-boy, and frontier justice....
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Yeah we ALL know why they made that excuse. I mean, the bed was one millimeter too far from Theo... ah well must move in with Theo now and share a much smaller bunk... I mean... it's for safety reasons, both boys SWEAR
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Jack has just been described to me this way by a friend: JACK, Theo’s horse. A Percheon-cross dapple grey, Jack is less a horse and more a sovereign nation of muscle and opinion. Seventeen hands and built like a granite cliffside, he looks like he ate a cougar and considered the experience a mild spice.
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I finished writing this story today 21 chapters with the epilogue. Rather proud of how it came out, I do really really want to write another. Just need to figure out how I want to write it.
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It's all perspective, this is told from Brian's, which begs the question, what's Andrew's side? Read the next book and you might see his point of view.
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**Chapter 4: What's Buried in the Dark The night air in Silver Creek didn't just get cold; it died, the warmth leaching from the ground as if the earth itself were bleeding out. The stars were sharp and pitiless, distant chips of ice in a vast, black vault. By the time Elias Sawyer and Theo Harding reached the outskirts of town, the wind had stripped the last of the heat, leaving behind a silence so brittle it felt like it would snap under the weight of a whisper. The moon was a
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Oh he has a definite vested interest. Plus he does owe a favour and that is very inconvenient. However, all that snow... distasteful. Now I wonder what Xue is going to do with her time, I wonder if they boys need a new Governess?
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