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Monday, June 22, 2009

One third of Chapter five of the chronicles of Or

Chronicles Chapter 5 They travelled for some three hours before the trees and vegetation of the forest started to thin out and give way to sloping hills covered by grasslands rolling into the distance. The trip was uneventful except for some strange animal noises along the way and at one stage in... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, June 14, 2009

Notes to the Chronicles of Or

The Order of the Crystal Sages or Sages of the Light Apprentice sages – those who were apprenticed to the sages were dressed in either brown or yellow robes and spent 14 years doing menial tasks in the city that catacombed the Crystal Mountains. Of every 100 apprentices accepted only one would... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, June 8, 2009

In several languages

Clickitty-Click, clickitty-click. The needles slide over and over each other, nicking one against the other. Quickly quick, swift as swallows in flight, interweaving the blue grey wool skein that drops two lines of colour to the balls of wool on the floor at her feet. She is lost in a different... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, June 6, 2009

And I continued for now Chronicles of Or

For some time he focussed on getting the animals to a neighbouring farmer about one hour away. All he could hear was the clipped patter of their feet on the forest path as the sound of their hooves was muted by the thick coating of leaves and vegetation that had been beaten down by the traffic of... Sign in to see full entry.

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The Chronicles of Or 10

For some time he focussed on getting the animals to a neighbouring farmer about one hour away. All he could hear was the clipped patter of their feet on the forest path as the sound of their hooves was muted by the thick coating of leaves and vegetation that had been beaten down by the traffic of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, June 4, 2009

Chronicles of Or - Or sets out on his journey to defeat the wizard.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I will update the chronicles of Or

in the next few days. Sorry that I have left the poor boy hanging in air so to speak. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 2, 2009

Chronicles of OR 8

As far as the eye could see the ground was covered by lines of small blue beetles with a fluorescent red edge to their wings. These beetles were making their way to a strange looking mound a few feet from the door. They were collecting something and travelling away in long lines of beetles. The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 25, 2009

The Chronicles of Or (con't)

He wanted to turn to face the beast, but the old sage had warned him that under no condition was he to view the beast's face except in the mirror. A strange orange glow appeared to enter the room through the viewer hatch. The dog growled a low whining sound and curled himself into a ball under the... Sign in to see full entry.

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It was his grandmother's mirror. He had not seen it for many years. He wondered how it had come into the sage's possession. 'She journeyed here and gave it to me for safe keeping and to use in a case such as this.' The sage's thoughts touched his mind briefly and were gone. He looked up from... Sign in to see full entry.

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