Of Noc and Hane and WealdThere is a great body of water, which men call Noc, that is bounded on all sides by land, save where its many tributaries enter it and where the Great River flows away to the south. Noc is wide and long and deep, home to dark cold waters and so wide at most points that a man cannot glimpse the shores that sit opposite him. Calling to him. Those shores have held in sway the men of the Low Hane, who have lived between Noc and the Hane, that great mountain range which runs for many hundreds of miles north and south, shielding Noc from the world of the west, though only the highest flying and keenest eyed eagles mOf Noc and Hane and Weald
PrologueThe din of battle had died out, the horses were calmed, and the light rain that rode alongside the evening brought about a curling mist and washed away the stench of spilt blood. Dejan Miroslav stood upon the rise of the small hill, amidst the tangled brush and undergrowth, and peered into the darkening woods, looking for nothing in particular, save perhaps the resolve he sought to finish the task at hand.Prologue
There were many dead around him, and though his band had prevailed, there were too many Chez among them. He cared little for the Staniz that had died; they were allies, worthy enough on the field of battle
Chesapeake 1879A crack and a shot! And the dredger fleet is here, Taking from tongers all they’ve got, And leaving them with fear.Chesapeake 1879
The tonger waters here are shallow Hold Virginia’s pearly joys, But now the oysters that they harrow Are stolen by those dredger boys!
From Maryland they set their sail to Come into the waters, That by all rights belong to Virginia’s sons and daughters.
The tongers went to city hall To form some sort of plot, The guv’ner said, “Outfit them all!” And gave them guns and shot.
The
Mousie"Okay, so what you're telling me, is that there's a big monster out there, and that the only way to stop it is with that thing?"Mousie
"Yes," she said.
"That thing there?" he pointed.
"Yes."
"The thing on the... the thing on the thing?"
"Yes," she said calmly. "The word you're searching for is "table". The thing on the table."
"Right, table."
He looked at the thing. He looked at her. He looked at the thing. He looked at her.
"Question. What do you see when you look at t
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yu gots to b fuckin kiddin me man! ☆☆
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MeOw
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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An army for the broken hearted,
marching through the streets.
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Born in the Wrong Decade
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DesigN Is PleasuRe
~MMUindonesia
~Nikon-Minded
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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