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  1. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Ivor Slipper indeed!
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    -- Chapter Fourteen -- As they rode away from that place where they had been ambushed, none of the three looked back. Behind them the ruined shepherd’s hut in which they had been held captive, now burned brightly, with the bodies of their attackers inside. It was the only thing they could do. For each of the three, what had transpired weighed heavily upon them all, yet they knew that what they had done was exactly what had needed to be done. In this age, those who lived by the sword, o
  3. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Summerabbacat I seem to recall something about four and twenty blackbirds being baked in a pie! lol Perhaps that will be served at the sumptuous victory feast?
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    @Joseph OHara thank you. When we see these guys next quite a few years will have passed, so there will be a lot of catching up to do, some new characters, some dealing with past trauma, and this and that! It has been started and some progress has been made, so keep an eye out for it here!
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    -- Chapter Thirteen -- The band of men waited inside the cramped entrance to the sewers; the sticky blackness surrounding them, almost crushing, the stench more than noticeable. The only sounds that could be heard were those of the men breathing, and somewhere nearby, water was trickling quietly. ‘Is this a trap?’ one man whispered. Luther couldn’t be sure which man it was. ‘Silence,’ Garrett demanded. Luther gave a huff. ‘It is no trap,’ he answered calmly. ‘We just need a l
  6. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Summerabbacat not too sure how the people of Coronia might handle 'Alaska' ... but that might be fun! haha And yes, Jamal did what was needed. His future as a Knight is assured, I feel. As for Willem and Carel and all the others, and what happens there, you'll find out in just a few chapters time. There are a few surprises in store! Hope you don't 'stop watching' if it starts getting too bloody! Rest assured, most of the blood won't actually flow until the final story of this series!
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    @Joseph OHara thank you very much for your comment. And yes, the next story is coming. Not sure how long it might take, as I'm also working on some other projects, but it definitely has been started. 🙂
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    -- Chapter Twelve -- ‘Warlock!’ the Dark Lord, Septimus, bellowed from the Great Hall, his voice echoing along the stone corridors. ‘Where in the name of Majid are you, you snivelling maggot? Tell me what is happening!’ Before long the Warlock was brought before Septimus and forced to his knees in front of him. This was becoming a daily occurrence, as the Dark Lord’s impatience grew. All that Willem could ever do was repeat what he had said on each of the previous days, telling his cap
  9. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @pickuptoy thank you.
  10. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Darryl62 thank you for the comment, and yes, you're on the money. It was actually started in 2002. I think at the time I may have passed the old Darlinghurst station during one of my infrequent Sydney visits but I have a feeling I modelled "this" fictional station on something different. I can't quite recall ... it was 24 years ago! LOL As for Adam and his various comments, which threw @Summerabbacat of the scent, perhaps I was just trying to also throw a few red herrings in there to throw some readers off the scent ... or maybe not ... haha! Anyhow thank you for your contribution ... for adding your comment, and for your previous Mardi Gras efforts!
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    -- Chapter Eleven -- The first sign had been a whisper, no louder than the faintest of breezes, a soft rustle of movement as it drifted out from the village of Elderwood, in the Valley of the Ancients and below the Caves of Erasmus. It travelled over mountains high and down valleys deep, to waiting eyes and ears and hearts. Candles guttered in their cups as it slipped beneath cottage doors and crept through shuttered windows. Winter-thin beasts snoozing in their sheltered places shiv
  12. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    -- Chapter Ten -- At being roused from his sleep by young Christos, Chandar grumbled, but soon quieted when he was told that there was news from Carronne and that he must come. ‘What do you mean by news? What news?’ the old man complained, as he struggled to sit upright. ‘A rider came to us at daybreak,’ Christos replied. ‘After telling us there was news from Carronne he collapsed and fell from his horse, but he is being cared for by the knights. When he wakes, we will know what i
  13. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Summerabbacat sorry to hear all that. Some days can be just like that, can't they?
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    HAHAHA! @Summerabbacat that is GOLD! Thank you! I'm sure that many of the references you have included will be lost on most folks . . . but damn! That was good!
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    Well, our Aussies finished the Winter games with a record medal haul of 6 medals ... not bad for a country that is mostly desert! LOL Three Gold, two Silver and a Bronze! So go Aussie go! And not to be a pain, but I did add two chapters to The Prisoner of Carronne last week. Just sayin! lol Keep up the good work though. It's always good to see a summary of stories so we can go check them out!
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    -- Chapter Nine -- The knights and their friends in the village talked well into the night, gathered around a roaring fire that sent embers flying high into the darkened sky each time another log was thrown upon it. The villagers plied their visitors with all the food and drink they desired, and a merry time was had by all. After Luther and Garrett and their companions had arrived, some of the older boys took their horses and led them to a stockade, where they were fed and watered and
  17. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @drsawzall thank you!
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    @Summerabbacat but it needs to be during a battle!!! Perhaps it could be Xenia's cousin, Xena Overthatop, instead? The leather-clad warrior princess from the land of Xen? Or perhaps Ruby could be feeding the troops and he goes back for "seconds"? I like the red-hot poker idea . . . but it needs to be a spear, or maybe an enchanted sword?
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    -- Chapter Eight -- For many days now an old man had maintained his lonely vigil, perched upon a ledge high above the Valley of the Ancients that stretched out before him. He was keeping a watchful eye on all roads leading into and out of this hidden land. This was the place that was the spiritual home to the Knights of the Order of the Dragon. It was the birthplace of Erasmus, the very first knight of the Order, and was the place where the most sacred of relics were kept. It wa
  20. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @weinerdog sorry I didn't answer this earlier. The Warlock is the prisoner of Septimus, who is using the Warlocks visions for his own ends. But the Warlock **may** have a few tricks of his own up his sleeve.
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    @Summerabbacat oh yes, he's a piece of shite, but he will get his just desserts . . . I'm just not sure how exactly, just yet! That'll happen in the next and final story for this series. Any suggestions as to how you would like to see it go down? LOL
  22. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    @Summerabbacat or perhaps he simply saw the real identity of the mysterious prisoner?
  23. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    Thank you kind sir! ❤️
  24. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    -- Chapter Seven -- It was only just in the nick of time that the riders and their horses scrambled up the side of the ravine and into the shelter offered by the overhanging boulder, as the rain suddenly became heavier and the winds much stronger, lashing the grassy plains below with all their fury. ‘Well done, Jamal,’ Luther offered as the four riders stood there on the ledge holding their horses, with their soaking clothes clinging to their bodies. They were gazing out into the grey
  25. Mark Ponyboy Peters
    -- Chapter Six -- ‘What is it, boy?’ the Warlock asked his companion as they came to a halt, unable to proceed any further and breathless from their hurrying along the dark tunnels. After escaping the approach of the Dark Lord and his men they had travelled the length of the corridor, reaching a junction of several tunnels. Carel advised the Warlock that there was a weak light coming from up ahead of them, but he was reluctant to proceed further down that path, as something told him th
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