Joined: Nov '12
Location: Canada
Age: 55 (M)
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Hello mates
I have now been asked by a couple BRMer's about my book. I have given this alot of thought and decided to provide those interested a brief into of the new novel. Keep in mind that this is only page one of chapter one.
The current title of this new book is ... " A Hero's Ascension "
Ronin
Chapter One – The Rescue
Remick Aragon
Remick leaped over the prone healer with a battle cry, he howled in both rage and disbelief, landing off balance while blocking the downward swing of a giants menacing axe. He heard the crack come from his arm and felt the muscles rip and tear, as the force from the giants blow was redirected down and away from Toral and the unconscious Katrina. His sword was buried into the ground from the momentum, and a bone ripped suddenly outward from inside his arm. Remick, his head swimming in pain and anguish did what nobody expected; He released his sword and jumped onto the giants back. Landing as a child at play would on there fathers shoulders; he rapped his legs tightly around the lumbering masses neck, and squeezed his legs tightly, trying to strangle the giant. Remick then reached forward with his broken right arm and jabbed the protruding bone into the giants eye which blinded the monster. The monsters name was Braylor and he screamed from the sudden pain in his eye. The little man had jumped onto his back and was chocking off his air. It got a stick somehow and drove it into his eye. Braylor knew the man was hurt because he had made him scream and lose his sword. Braylor staggered back a step as he felt an impact on top of his head. He did not know he was dead from a dagger blade, a blade which had just been thrust through the top of his skull and into his brain by the insect he would smash. He grabbed Remick’s leg, and stepped backward allowing them both to fall. He would bash the insect of a man off once they were on the ground together. Remick wiggled the dagger blade around violently, before then pulling it out of the giant’s skull. There was no question as to brain damage; the giant would die without doubt. The world was starting to turn black as the pain continued to tear his mind into pieces, it was becoming more difficult to focus, and Remick thought he might be falling or perhaps just floating on water, the cooling breeze was becoming a strong wind in his ears as darkness completely claimed him. Remick dreamed of the day the monsters came and killed his mother. She had tried to hide him deep in the wagon, but they had found and beat him. The monsters then used him to play a game which would have left him dead had his new father not saved him that day. Dorak had been returning home with a couple of his dwarven clan mates when they discovered the scene. The Hobgoblins were beating the only survivor of their raid about as a sick game of sorts. The small human child was curled up into a tiny fetal ball, which they enjoyed kicking and beating about as they laughed and insulted the poor child. Dorak became so filled with rage that he attacked the vile creatures like an avenging god of war. The dwarfs rage had aloud him to kill six of the nine creatures personally, and then out of compassion he adopted the child as his own. Remick has loved his dwarven father to this day. Dorak watched in horror as Remick and the damned giant toppled over the side off a cliff together. The dumb brute was smiling stupidly, while Remick looked to be sleeping, and was slipping off the giant.
Well there you have it page one. I will have the entire book complete in another 3 months.
Joined: Dec '11
Location: Germany
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interresting, never was really onto reading books and stuff like that, but its not that bad, after all our imagination is the key while reading the text right? , i like it, i aswell like that we can see a point there, what everything is possible if that certain person really wants to i believe. like they say what doesnt kills us it makes us stronger.
Joined: Aug '12
Location: Slovakia
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Damn I dont have time for books.. Maybe If I played less poker? Anyway good luck with it. Are you professional writer? Do you have some publishers for it already? Or its just your hobby?
Joined: Nov '12
Location: Canada
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it to me is a hobby but other are demanding I make it a profession. I do have two people who say they want to publish it already after reading the first five chapters.
my problem is i like to write in spurts when i feel like writing. they want me to write at least an hour every day.
they think i should treat writing as my work silly people only care about selling copys.
the need a life. tried to introduce them to poker it made them angry lol
Nice reed mate. Keep going with your job, and try it to write more then one hoour per day . Maybe it is pity, i have no time to reed, expectlly treats in english, because of my final exams, but if it will be somewhere published later, i will try to get it to my hand.Good like with your work mate.
Joined: Nov '12
Location: Canada
Age: 55 (M)
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no worry's mate.
I have really kicked over the hornets next i think. I told a couple people that I was thinking about just finishing the book and self publishing it online. lol you would think i said I was gonna sacrifice puppys or something.
, i like it, i aswell like that we can see a point there, what everything is possible if that certain person really wants to i believe. like they say what doesnt kills us it makes us stronger.
