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I was left recently by a girl I loved. I am mostly over her, but from time to time, I still think back. Her name came to mind yesterday evening, and i..
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-PROLOGUE- The man was sitting in a warm, comfortable leathern armchair with a bible in hand. Its elegant script and impassioned message never failed ..
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-CHAPTER I-Come forth, for thou art the young and the braveBright eyed gazes of lust and glory they comeOff to war these fine heroes marchThe storm is..
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-CHAPTER II-Sitting astride his chestnut mare, Dowforth ached all over. Dawn had come and gone hours past, taking with it the soft morning mist that b..
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-CHAPTER III-Malachi stood leaning over the gunwale retching painfully, waves crashing heavily down over his head. The water was freezing, and sleet d..
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-CHAPTER IV-Neraxes struggled to hide his glee as he sat in the hidden room above the dirty bar where he was meeting the others. This day was going pe..
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-CHAPTER V-The
next morning, Tavion and Winston contacted Cecilia through one of the guards to
inform her of the weapons cache Ralph had discovered...
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-CHAPTER VI-A
day later, several hours after dawn, it
began.
Abdul
had set out on his wagon an hour or so before the sun to get a head star..
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-CHAPTER VII-As the horde
slowly came within sight of the walls, the French colonel saw that the gates
had been barred shut, and men lined the high ..
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So, this is me slowly drawing together my novel 'The Rising flames.' It is a very progressive piece. The prologue is designed to shock. The novel itse..
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