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In the land of Maldos, the birth of the fraternal twins Bernum and Malkia was considered as a sign of perfection. Perfectly balanced. Yin and yang. But the birth of their deformed younger brother, Dennik, and the death of their mother was considered the ultimate of curses and the child was regarded as a demon by all except for his father, brother, and sister. The twins vow to learn magic to find a cure for Dennik--but in Maldos the equality of yin and yang is a facade. Only boys are allowed to openly study magic--so while Bernum goes off to the magic school Malkia must secretly study under a witch posing as a midwife. All goes well until Malkia's letters cease--and Bernum must find out what has happend to her. For what can harm a witch can just as easily harm a magician.
I rounded the corner and stopped.
All of the prisoners from the war were kneeling on the ground in front of the king, who was pacing back and forth in front of them. Each of them had their eyes focused on the ground. Even the boy’s.
“How ironic,” King Baqoure was saying, “You, who praise yourselves on fighting better than any other army, are captured by the very men you say you fear. You, who murder people every day, couldn’t even kill my men. You, who harm your own people, just to ensure your own safety, are now the ones who will be harmed. You-”
“Lies!” someone said, just barely above a whisper.
All of the prisoners flinched and glanced out of the corners of their eyes.
The king stopped and looked behind him, down the row. He hadn’t seen who’d said it.
“What was that?” he sneered
The boy I had seen earlier met the king’s eyes. “What you say is not true. We are not barbarians. We are not villains. We defend our city from those who are a threat! We do not kill people because we want to. We kill people because we have to!”
King Baqoure laughed a little, “Are you trying to tell me that you are good people?”
The boy glared at him. “Yes. Better than your people.”
In the land of KiTai, becoming a warrior is the greatest honor. For LjuBa, the youngest daughter of the king's captain of the guard, it is her greatest hope. However, she was born with a weak heart and most people just want her to take it easy, except for her father who wishes for her to fulfill her dream. But when her father's pathetic squire, Ljev, returns from a quest to find the delinquent prince with the news that her father had been captured by bandits, she grabs this chance to prove herself--discovering even more important events afoot in the neighboring land.
A preview and extracts from The Prang Codex, an episodic collection of tales set loosely in the mid twelfth century, in the last remaining independent Saxon monarchy in Norman England, due to a nifty legal loophole and an ancient Norman Conquest Charter.
A set of chronicles in which the King suffers visits from the two mincing actors, Short and Curly: Lorenz Lawne-Bowlyngge, the flamboyant interior designer: Dr Misaubin, the travelling apothecary and snake-oil man: the misguided owner of a henge-building franchise: a bunch of Notaries from the law firm of Minge Minge Crap-hound Spiv & Minge: Tull, the inventor of the Gardeners Claw: a money-grabbing Water-diviner: an itinerant Tiler: a bunch of homicidal German mercenaries: Joey Pantolooni, the leader of the worst circus on the planet, and many more, and we meet Griswolde Pauncefoote, the worst musician in the world: his brother, the Black Knight: Rijk Van Dyjke, the Flemish ice sculptor: Max Hispano-Suiza, carriage builder and second-hand cart dealer: Leonardo Van Tableaux, the hack tabloid painter: Archer, the longbow-man prepared to commit perjury on the King’s behalf: Dr Placebo-Ganglion, the castle physician: Blacques Jacques à t’Acques, the “French” pirate captain: Robin Hood: The Assassin Astreau-Turphe & Henry II (real King).
Our window into this murky medieval world is through the medium of Prang’s Journal, a scruffy assemblage of parchment sheets loosely bound in a ratty piece of second-hand vellum, that has survived the ravages of the centuries against all odds. Prang’s daily entries however are somewhat economical with the truth to put it mildly, tending to gloss over his faux pas in his dealings with the King and even omitting some of the worst episodes altogether. Fortunately for the sake of history we are able to assemble the true events behind these woefully sketchy diary entries from various recently-discovered contemporary writings which, unfortunately from Prang’s viewpoint, put the record straight.
Here, for the first time together, are extracts from Wizard Prang’s Journal, a chronicler clearly not in the same class as Samuel Pepys, together with the true catastrophic events behind each entry.
do you believe in mortal love ? destiny always control our lives can we change it ! can we change the world's rules ? anna is a normal high school girl she fall in love with the most big dangerous mafia boss but he is not a normal humain , her life is going to change , she will live new adventure new life ! living in the shadow world is not easy she will meet her truth ! with love the world of anna has changed ! werewolf and vampires can they be together ? can they face the concil world with their love ? No matter what your history has been, your destiny is what you create today. What are you going to create?dark love is freedom!
by kaito9713 DCH
tous droits réservès©
Six months after losing her best friend, Holly finds herself struggling to adjust at school as the people she once considered friends turn their backs on her. On her way home from a disastrous day at school, Holly unknowingly gets herself involved in a heated fued between two clans of supernatural beings. After being kidnapped by a clan led by a rude brooding vampire, she finds out their true identities and the clan is forced to take her in. She is issued the job of keeping an eye on the leader of their rival clan at school. As Holly becomes more and more familiar with the clan, love gets in the way of her mission. When she is forced to make a decision of where her heart truly lies, all hell breaks loose.
In the land of Maldos, the birth of the fraternal twins Bernum and Malkia was considered as a sign of perfection. Perfectly balanced. Yin and yang. But the birth of their deformed younger brother, Dennik, and the death of their mother was considered the ultimate of curses and the child was regarded as a demon by all except for his father, brother, and sister. The twins vow to learn magic to find a cure for Dennik--but in Maldos the equality of yin and yang is a facade. Only boys are allowed to openly study magic--so while Bernum goes off to the magic school Malkia must secretly study under a witch posing as a midwife. All goes well until Malkia's letters cease--and Bernum must find out what has happend to her. For what can harm a witch can just as easily harm a magician.
I rounded the corner and stopped.
All of the prisoners from the war were kneeling on the ground in front of the king, who was pacing back and forth in front of them. Each of them had their eyes focused on the ground. Even the boy’s.
“How ironic,” King Baqoure was saying, “You, who praise yourselves on fighting better than any other army, are captured by the very men you say you fear. You, who murder people every day, couldn’t even kill my men. You, who harm your own people, just to ensure your own safety, are now the ones who will be harmed. You-”
“Lies!” someone said, just barely above a whisper.
All of the prisoners flinched and glanced out of the corners of their eyes.
The king stopped and looked behind him, down the row. He hadn’t seen who’d said it.
“What was that?” he sneered
The boy I had seen earlier met the king’s eyes. “What you say is not true. We are not barbarians. We are not villains. We defend our city from those who are a threat! We do not kill people because we want to. We kill people because we have to!”
King Baqoure laughed a little, “Are you trying to tell me that you are good people?”
The boy glared at him. “Yes. Better than your people.”
In the land of KiTai, becoming a warrior is the greatest honor. For LjuBa, the youngest daughter of the king's captain of the guard, it is her greatest hope. However, she was born with a weak heart and most people just want her to take it easy, except for her father who wishes for her to fulfill her dream. But when her father's pathetic squire, Ljev, returns from a quest to find the delinquent prince with the news that her father had been captured by bandits, she grabs this chance to prove herself--discovering even more important events afoot in the neighboring land.
A preview and extracts from The Prang Codex, an episodic collection of tales set loosely in the mid twelfth century, in the last remaining independent Saxon monarchy in Norman England, due to a nifty legal loophole and an ancient Norman Conquest Charter.
A set of chronicles in which the King suffers visits from the two mincing actors, Short and Curly: Lorenz Lawne-Bowlyngge, the flamboyant interior designer: Dr Misaubin, the travelling apothecary and snake-oil man: the misguided owner of a henge-building franchise: a bunch of Notaries from the law firm of Minge Minge Crap-hound Spiv & Minge: Tull, the inventor of the Gardeners Claw: a money-grabbing Water-diviner: an itinerant Tiler: a bunch of homicidal German mercenaries: Joey Pantolooni, the leader of the worst circus on the planet, and many more, and we meet Griswolde Pauncefoote, the worst musician in the world: his brother, the Black Knight: Rijk Van Dyjke, the Flemish ice sculptor: Max Hispano-Suiza, carriage builder and second-hand cart dealer: Leonardo Van Tableaux, the hack tabloid painter: Archer, the longbow-man prepared to commit perjury on the King’s behalf: Dr Placebo-Ganglion, the castle physician: Blacques Jacques à t’Acques, the “French” pirate captain: Robin Hood: The Assassin Astreau-Turphe & Henry II (real King).
Our window into this murky medieval world is through the medium of Prang’s Journal, a scruffy assemblage of parchment sheets loosely bound in a ratty piece of second-hand vellum, that has survived the ravages of the centuries against all odds. Prang’s daily entries however are somewhat economical with the truth to put it mildly, tending to gloss over his faux pas in his dealings with the King and even omitting some of the worst episodes altogether. Fortunately for the sake of history we are able to assemble the true events behind these woefully sketchy diary entries from various recently-discovered contemporary writings which, unfortunately from Prang’s viewpoint, put the record straight.
Here, for the first time together, are extracts from Wizard Prang’s Journal, a chronicler clearly not in the same class as Samuel Pepys, together with the true catastrophic events behind each entry.
do you believe in mortal love ? destiny always control our lives can we change it ! can we change the world's rules ? anna is a normal high school girl she fall in love with the most big dangerous mafia boss but he is not a normal humain , her life is going to change , she will live new adventure new life ! living in the shadow world is not easy she will meet her truth ! with love the world of anna has changed ! werewolf and vampires can they be together ? can they face the concil world with their love ? No matter what your history has been, your destiny is what you create today. What are you going to create?dark love is freedom!
by kaito9713 DCH
tous droits réservès©
Six months after losing her best friend, Holly finds herself struggling to adjust at school as the people she once considered friends turn their backs on her. On her way home from a disastrous day at school, Holly unknowingly gets herself involved in a heated fued between two clans of supernatural beings. After being kidnapped by a clan led by a rude brooding vampire, she finds out their true identities and the clan is forced to take her in. She is issued the job of keeping an eye on the leader of their rival clan at school. As Holly becomes more and more familiar with the clan, love gets in the way of her mission. When she is forced to make a decision of where her heart truly lies, all hell breaks loose.