Topher Lydon
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The cold had stopped being something a man noticed and become something he *was*. Ishan stood at the edge of the Vanguard camp, Wylan's waterproofed cloak pulled tight around his shoulders, and tried to remember what it felt like to be warm. He could not. The memory had frozen somewhere in the long weeks since the earthquake, had turned to frost and shattered, leaving only the present: the mud that was not mud but frozen earth that cut through boots worn thin, the wind that came off the mou
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I labelled one of mine REVISION 2025 at the top of each chapter I revised. You'll find most people will get it once you do what you have to do Good luck
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Ibelin features heavilly in a later book concerning Ishan and Sebastian Ibelin.
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Half-elf ex-cop Flynn O'Briain is losing a war on a cellular level. His human DNA and Elven heritage are tearing each other apart. When a murdered PI leaves Flynn a blueprint for a corporate energy project that uses magical beings as batteries, he and Poitr are pulled into a conspiracy that reaches from the streets of LA to the highest levels of power. The clock is ticking. Flynn's body is failing. And the only cure is in the hands of the woman they're trying to stop.
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i wrote one many many many years ago, it's up on Nifty I think. I can't remember what I called it
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I have bounced a ball off of my wall, it has a crack in it... it's a long crack. I swear this cottage is going to fall down before I do. I'm not bored... nope, no siree...
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I don't know what to do with myself, usually my morning starts with a cup of coffee, and I run the morning's chapter through a text-to-voice program and listen to it while I putter. (It lets me catch most... some... sorta a few... one or two errors) Then when it's done I hit publish. This means I have woken up enough to do a little writing. I am writing the end of construct at the moment, and another story where two idiots accidentially steal an alien flying saucer, and go to an alien world in the equivilent of the 1950's level of development... and chaos ensues where they are accidentially the aliens turning cows inside out, and kidnapping people all because they push the wrong buttons) hmmmm this is an A-typical day and weird.
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It's weird not posting a morning chapter :: kicks a can:: Good morning none the less
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He is very much, as you said, an utter mess.
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I mean, technically, a Cuddle sort of saw the resurgent Empire get born. So you know, kinda true. No cuddle = No Matt Elias = No Excalibur = No liberation of Karin = No Empire.... hmmmm Rikard, undone by a damn cuddle clause in his own greatest work
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It's my way of helping GA out a bit, since they do so much for me.
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Eriks back story give a lot of explanation as to who he is, and why he slowly opens up to Lukas. Tripp, once he shows up, gives a lot of this.
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There *is* a Kaynin in this story... so you know... there is a possibility of humping legs
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Please note I will be not posting tomorrow (Fridays) for the foreseeable future. Fridays will be dedicated to a Premium content release which is supporting GA. Feel free to check it out, it will be a weekly release for the next ~20 weeks. Urban Fantasy and worth it.
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Please note I will be not posting tomorrow (Fridays) for the foreseeable future. Fridays will be dedicated to a Premium content release which is supporting GA. Feel free to check it out, it will be a weekly release for the next ~20 weeks. Urban Fantasy and worth it.
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Eriks lies. A lot.
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Eriks is rediscovering things.
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The Raptor's bridge was a coffin. Lukas had known this since his first hour aboard, but the reality of it pressed harder now that he was sitting in the pilot's seat with handcuff marks still raw on his wrists and a concussion throbbing behind his eyes. The compartment was barely larger than the cockpit of a civilian shuttle, bathed in darkness and lit primarily by the glow of the consoles and the dull red of tactical lights. Four stations arranged in two rows—pilot and weapons forward, engi
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Rashid is also not the one in charge. Khalid knows that someone has to meet with the Crusader Lord each time the Hakim is brought back. Khalid cannot do it, and he doesn't trust Rashid to be stable enough. Ishan has poved diplomatic enough for the task, and so in Khalid's thinking, this is ideal. Plus Rashid's got more ... pointed matters on his mind at this moment.
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Julian is too smart not to
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Julian, getting it done!
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It's out, I overslept
