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  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Return of the Gods #1: Artemis (Prologue)
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    PROLOGUE The young woman stared at the glass window. The Officials would arrive at any moment. She tried hard to remember her real name, but she couldn’t. She had been ...
    Dec 14, 2011
  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy
    Return of the Gods #1: Artemis (Chapter 1)
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    THIRTEEN YEARS LATERChapter 1: A Birthday of Discoveries: Alex“Happy birthday, Alex!” exclaimed Claire.“Shhh! Keep it down! Remember, no emotion or personality. Besides, my assigned birthday is
    Dec 19, 2011
  • Novel / Chapter » General
    Return of the Gods #1: Artemis (Chapter 2)
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    Chapter 2: Claire “Am I the only one who’s trying to figure out how we’re possibly supposed to do anything underwater?” I asked. “Absolutely not,” Alex replied. ...
    Mar 23, 2012
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    PROLOGUE The young woman stared at the glass window. The Officials would arrive at any moment. She tried hard to remember her real name, but she couldn’t. She ...
    Apr 23, 2012
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    Dear listener, Sorry this had to be an audio recording instead of writing or typing. I desperately wish we could have written this down, but I'm afraid we didn't have ...
    Jun 16, 2012
  • Novel / Chapter » Fantasy, Humor
    Return of the Gods #1: Artemis (Chapter 2)
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    2. Alex Good luck? She sends us off to save the world and she says good luck? Well, as inadequate as that was for our current situation, we would certainly ...
    Jun 25, 2012
  • Novel / Chapter » Humor, Fantasy
    Return of the Gods #1: Artemis (Chapters 3-5)
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    3. Claire "Am I the only one wondering how we could possibly do anything underwater without scuba gear?" I asked. "We might have some in the backpack," said Alex. She ...
    Jul 11, 2012

It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien