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Welcome back to the trails. the real inky trails. Continuing now from where we'd left off, with chapter ten. Here is chapter 10c. Order the book now Whatever happened to Clem? He was the real king thing, wasn’t he! Yes, he was noble, and very well-known was he like that, so he was not going to just sit on his backside down at the courtside and watch the wristwatch to see what time it was going about to strike the clock bang, bang, and then sit down back? No, he was not like that. There were some things happening then, which would have informed him on many of the current slackenings up on important things, things such as, the state of affairs at it pertain to the present sphere, where his young son -Elezar, was about to be placed in the seating chair. He would have wanted to know right off of the top of his bow, what was to become of that, now? That would have been at the very time when, he would have seen what was left of them other larried friends, and how they had been...

Chapter ten is one of those rather long ones, and so we need to chop it up a bit to make it fit properly in here. Here now is pt. 2 of that, ch. 10b. The author is on the page Now, here for you, are some more gods of worth. With great things to do. Gods of the new birth. Those who received the special gifts worship and do obeisance unto them, and in turn, the gods bless or curse the givers or those who dare to invoke their attention on behalf of others. The nonsense, just for instance. Gods of the hurricane They visit the people for good or evil, to warn or to bless. Strong winds may blow, to send waste and withered things where they should go. When those very strong winds though, happens to be gods, gods who will without fail show the enemy the road to toe. Don't get on the wrong end of their wrath, no. Like, when those very men were to be headed back home again, they were to run headlong, into the fury of the Gods of the Hurricane. And. In studying, h...

You are about to be blown away by what goes on in Kingsley den. Welcome to chapter ten, and bring along a friend, you don't want to be alone in this when...  Buy on Amazon All for one and one for all, that was the way how they crawl, it was the premises upon which they had stood up tall. They had pledged this to each other from the very opener, and for some of them, this was the right call. Well, for at least one of them. It would have served him well in the end, or more like, near the end of him. Or did it? It was to have happened when comes the time. In a little while, it would have been time to divide the looted spoils. Built upon this mantra, they would have ventured out and prospered, even if it was to be for a short while, they would have prospered, and in style. But then, upon one glorious return back home again, with all of the loot which they'd earned and win while hopping and popping out and around in circulars den. There sat them down, readying themselv...

Welcome back to the book of rules story, get ready to climb the slippery pole alongside Kingsley men. here is today's ep. #013. which is ch. 9. Chapter nine: The caring night of the Knights. E Lloyd Kelly, author.  They were climbing up the slippery pole, trying to get up the downhill slope which they were climbing. But, they did not know that that was to be the hidden role. Rolling the roles that each one would have to eat, in order to meet up with his God’s teeth, and all of the preset goals. And be sold upon who was to be the god, to redeem the soul? Each man, each person would have approached from divers direction, bearing heavy burdens upon his backside hung, as he would have entered the chosen village, and pay the king's ransom of a toll, in order to get into the king's court, and privilege. Which may or may not be equal to everything he possesses, and to pay his worth, but he must, in order to enter into the carriage. If not enough, it is in the ki...

Welcome to Chapter eight, and ep. #012 of the book, the sword, the word and books of rules, a story by E Lloyd Kelly, this chapter is called: Beam Weavers and puppeteers   Here is today's episode, enjoy. Chapter eight: Beam Weavers, and puppeteers Go to the author's bookshelf Those were the good old days, they were living fair, and sitting in their swivel chairs, that would have been the order of the day over there, but as for him, he was not to be there, even though he was, in fact, a square. There was a situation rare where he would sit atop the mountains up there, up on top of the world, and not even seeing a girl that would, or could love him good like she should, …oh no, that’s not good. Yeah! I know, I know. But, he would have stared with his Bungy eyes cleared, as he did look out and over the whole earth fair. And there he would have seen things and what might be their worth, and in seeing he was to see also, almost everything that there was to be s...