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At The End Of The World – Snippet 15

At The End Of The World - Snippet 15 At the end of that very long day, we gathered in the radio house while the furnace in the remains of the primary processing plant got hot enough to cook dinner. But we couldn't wait, because we were starving again. So hard-boiled penguin eggs were passed around. Now let me tell you two things about penguin eggs. One is pretty predictable; the other is pretty bizarre. The predictable: they taste pretty much like fish. I mean, they are just this side of awful. But when you're hungry enough -- well, you'll...

Battle Luna – Snippet 15

Battle Luna - Snippet 15 Morgan had used her monofil to tether the bomb to something in her foxhole. Now, having reached the end of its leash -- and having evaded all Uey attempts to block it -- it was dropping straight down toward the Dunsland. The Ueys instantly spotted the unexpected threat. But it was too late for them to do anything to stop it. Some of the soldiers, who'd been moving away from the tank in anticipation of once again getting on the road, turned back to try to intercept the bomb. But their momentum was starting out in the...

Days of Burning, Days of Wrath – Snippet 15

Days of Burning, Days of Wrath - Snippet 15 San Juan del Norte, Cordoba When Tsarist-Marxism and the notion of the planned economy had finally gone under, in Volga, and the Cordoban government had lost its deathgrip on the breast and nipple of international socialist aid, the government had turned to the Tauran Union as the next best alternative.  The loss had been a bitter blow, for that government had only thirty or so years before been installed as a result of victory in its own revolution. That Taurans' aid had been fairly generous,...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 12

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 12 Chapter 7 The North Atlantic A thousand years before Gordon was born, and more than six hundred years before the date on the calendar, people had made the crossing that Challenger was undertaking now. Their boats were even shallower draft and their instruments were far more primitive. They had not possessed an ephemeris or twentieth-century maps. Gordon also knew that they didn't have helmets with big horns, either: that was just in the movies and the comic books. But horny helmets or no, the Vikings...

GODSWAR 1 – The Mask of Ares – Chapter 14

GODSWAR 1 - The Mask of Ares - Chapter 14 Chapter 14. Victoria saw the tension in Urelle's entire body vanish abruptly – a tension that Victoria had not consciously realized she had seen until it had disappeared. Ah. Of course. "The spell has reached your limits, then?" "Auntie? How did you know?" Urelle stared at her; the other two looked back from their position a little ahead. "An educated guess from observation," she answered with a smile. "I saw you relax. You'd been under tension, then relaxed without anything visible to cause it. Only...

GODSWAR 1 – The Mask of Ares – Chapter 13

GODSWAR 1 - The Mask of Ares - Chapter 13 Chapter 13. "Lord Ares!" He turned towards the call, seeing one of the Ekprospos coming towards him. With an annoying effort, he recalled her name. Artemisia Igemon, that was it. "Lady Artemisia," he said, inclining his head. "How can I be of service?" She smiled slightly up at him; General Aloysius, his incarnate form, was a man of heroic stature indeed, so even the fact that the night-haired woman topped six and a half feet left her nearly four inches below his height. "I wanted to say how your...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 11

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 11 "I am sure you do. You know everything that goes on in that room." He pointed behind him. "My patron may be his nephew, but he is not fond of being suddenly summoned by the red robe. I should like to know why." Nephew, Servien thought. But the only nephew the cardinal might summon…would be Jean: Jean Armand de Maillé-Brézé -- whom he had appointed, at age seventeen, to be grand-maître de la navigation. The Admiral of France. The soi-disant Admiral of France. Servien caught the guardsman's eye again,...

At The End Of The World – Snippet 14

At The End Of The World - Snippet 14 "Damn, I wish! Uh... sir. But a neighbor had one, and we used to hunt together sometimes. But that was, uh . . . a while ago." She looked away as she said it, and then quickly up at me. Don't ask me why, but judging from that look, I suspect that as Chloe had come closer to womanhood, her neighbor's choice of prey had probably undergone a dire change. The captain tucked the weapon back under his arm. "I'm glad you're familiar with rifles. You're going to be familiar with this one, too, by the end of the...

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