Topher Lydon
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Julian is the art at the top of the page. and Ishan for those that aren't aware:
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For those of you that are interested. The ebook is out and available For those who want to purchase it and support the author https://www.amazon.co.uk/Holy-Lance-Antioch-Silver-Boar-ebook/dp/B0GX2WCKX3
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Julian is growing up, and Stephen is proving his worth.
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Good Morning Welcome Back to the Crusade
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The corridors of the Seljuk palace had never felt so cold. Ishan walked between his guards—two men in the Sultan's personal service, their faces carved from stone, their hands never straying far from their scimitars. They did not speak to him. They did not look at him. They walked a pace behind and a pace ahead, hemming him in like a prisoner being led to his execution. Perhaps that was what this was. Days had passed since his father's blood had dried on the rugs of the Crown Prin
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The cicadas were screaming. Julian pressed his back against the rough bark of a cypress tree, felt the sweat trickling down his spine beneath the lamellar vest, and tried to remember a time when he had not been covered in dust and dried sweat and the particular grime of men who had been hunting other men for three days. He could not. The heat was a physical weight, pressing down on his shoulders, blurring the edges of the cypress grove until the trees seemed to breathe and shift in the haze
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A blind boy hailed as a saint. A sorcerer-prince branded a monster. Bound by magic, divided by war, and caught in the crushing grip of the First Crusade. As thirty thousand starving crusaders batter the walls of Antioch, Wylan—a stable boy turned reluctant holy icon—discovers his soul is tethered to Ishan, the Seljuk prince sworn to destroy his army. Together, they share visions, stolen warmth, and a truth that could burn them both. The city bleeds. The earth shakes. And when the sky turns red, their swapped bodies become the least of their sins.
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So :: cracks knuckles:: after close inspection there is only one scene missing from this bumper chapter which was 5 and 6 now just 5... which means I need to write a chapter 6... a new one... I think it is high time we got a Dimitri chapter... Because Dimitri is awesome... our little geek boy showing us why he's Mickey's son... just not so broken. Right I need to get writing.
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oh Crap this has to have been an older copy of the chapter... I split this chapter into two parts to not have it so long... so... ummm Let me... um... damn... uggh I'm an idiot... I knew the chapter felt too long at 9000 words.. Let me figure out what I have done and I will see what I have to do to fix things. I should have double checked which version I has sitting on GA... I apologize for the length of the chapter... I'll figure something out. Excuse me while I bash my head on my desk
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We don't discuss the VV2... nope, never happened. I am on chapter 15 and he's up to the VV Five so VVV 'causer it is Mickey and everything explodes
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bit of a bigger chapter, but hey it gets the job done Welcome to the Vega Vixen 3
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Chapter Six: He’s Gonna Paint it Yellow The galley smelled like roasted Torian highland coffee, a scent so rich and grounded that for a moment, Isaiah could almost forget he was hurtling through the vacuum of space in a flying garbage can. He took a slow, reverent sip from his mug, letting the warmth settle into his chest. The coffee was gone too quickly—always too quickly—but the memory of it lingered on his tongue, dark and slightly sweet, nothing like the bitter chicory substitute the
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I think I got the characters all to where they needed to be. Ben learning to be human Riley finding his home and person Lee bound for prison And Keir Kier is a King in Exile We know he will be just fine
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I *might* have exaggerated his size... it happens without my glasses... Hey at least I am never disappointed
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"Creepy Little Bastard" (CLB)
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CLB that he is.
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Riley deserved to find some happiness with a person that was his, not some arrogant dick that dumped him and ran off. Screw Kier.
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I love you guys, thanks for reading these two. I really enjoyed writing the adventures of the Harding's. I am thinking of writing some more in the genre, just trying to get through a Sci-fi kick at the moment. I am contemplating hitting one of the under utilized Western Genre's here... just to try something.
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Chapter Sixteen: The Architecture of Survival The siren grew from a distant wail to a pulsing, urgent scream that seemed to pierce the grey fabric of the sky. Riley held Ben against his chest, feeling the slow, deliberate rise and fall of his breathing, each exhale a small victory over the darkness that wanted to claim him. The rain had not stopped. It never stopped in this part of the world, Riley thought. It just waited, patient and indifferent, for you to forget your umbrella s
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not sure if that's drool slobber or something stickier
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It might end up in the sock he keeps cuddling in his sleep
