Topher Lydon

Library - Æuum – Echo Site At the end of the tunnel the passage opened out into a garden beneath the ground. Beautiful weeping willows cascaded down over different levelled tiers, their slender branches trailing like emerald tears towards the shimmering water. While water swept down in man-made canals, a network of gentle currents irrigating the whole perfectly manicured garden with a soft, constant murmur. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the fa

Exactly, and I fear happened too often when I was in HR.

Exactly. Something doesn't add up. And Will is suspicious

Also I did a thing, :: points to chapter:: You all missed it ::Points to Blake Interview:: Waggles eyebrows See it yet? :: pushes pages closer to your noses :: I'll give you a clue... it might be something to do with Peter... :: holds up pages ::

I felt it was fair to give Blake a cameo, it also sets him up for future use in books

Carter's Order, but shhhhh don't tell anyone

M6 Motorway, Between Manchester and London, United Kingdom The economic purr of the engine was a dull drone beneath Doctor Eleanor Reed's frantic thoughts as her car devoured the miles down the M6 motorway. The sky above was a dark winter grey, mirroring the turmoil in her soul. She gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white, her gaze fixed on the endless ribbon of asphalt ahead. She was desperate to get to London, to meet Templeman, to find her son. Every mile was a fresh wave of

I couldn't write what you have here, thank you for having the strength to do it.

You know Hugo has that power too, poor...poor Stoker

Which will make Stoker do it more...

I love it, stealing that

Library - Æuum – Echo Site Gun levelled, the Witchhunter was squarely in command of their situation. And Wojciech opened his mouth to speak, but held his tongue as he stared worriedly at Stoker, who appeared rattled by the fact that he had a gun pressed to the base of his skull. Wojciech’s gaze flickered over the man’s archaic garb – the heavy, dark coat, the severe cut of his beard, and especially the flintlock pistol, a weapon from centuries past.

writing chapter 34 now Chapter 33 has to be one of the most visceral and heat rending chapters I have ever written. So I am taking a moment for me with a cup of tea, chapters 34 and 35 are planned out. I can be honest and say I am not sure how many chapters I need for this (not so) little story, and I am debating if I should split it into two books. I am at a place right now where my instinct is to split it at 33 with a brutal cliffhanger. Starting book 2 with what would have been 34 and 35. The writer in me wants to keep going. But the authour in me can see the practicalities of doing it as a two-part/book story. I will wait for @Jeff Burton 's opinion, because he's got a feel for these things, and perspective I am lacking (too close to the story)

Never say never again.

I'mma let Captain Sterling keel haul him

It is a shame about Marc, I really liked him as a character. It's just... Andrew. I struggled with how he could compete with the history and the bond that Will and Andrew have, and the more I fought against it with the writing, the more Andrew, the Character fought back and refused to let things go. There are times when I have control over the characters, situations and settings... there are times when they just write themselves. And when it comes to Will, Andrew writes his own narrative.

Oh Poor Andrew's reputation will be ruined

OMG, you know that's the inspiration for the Falcon Banner, right?

Andrew, last action hero

HMS Acheron, Below, North Sea The HMS Acheron hung suspended, a massive, crippled prize now under the cold, unyielding iron fist of Bravo and his mercenaries. The Control Room, usually a vibrant hub of activity, pulsed with an eerie, emergency red glow, its consoles displaying the grim, static schematics of a wounded leviathan. Bound tightly to consoles and stanchions, the remaining skeleton crew – faces pale but eyes burning with defiance – watched, helpless, as Bravo asserted his chilling

Good guys Win, Bad guys Lose, and England will Prevail!

I hope the time line is fixed a bit better in this revision

thou shalt not covet thy boyfriend's hat, unless it's Hugo's and then it's 100% Alec's hat now.