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Mystery and Adventure on the Sea: A Survey of Nautical Literature and Why It Entices Us
BY AMANDA PIZZOLATTO What is it that is so enticing about the sea? What is it that keeps people coming back to it, whether to see it in person or to read about it in books?
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Slavers: A Doctor Who Story
“And you, Theo.” He turned to the control panel. “I think,” he began, punching in a few numbers, “That you said you were up for another adventure.”
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The Three Heirs: A Crossover Story
“Arthur sent you?” she asked incredulously. “So that he can choose one of you to lead the Warriors of Light? Then come, quickly! We have been waiting for you.”
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Conflict of Interest
“The honor of the first significant Queros visit to the great Ubayime port of Reksi this winter belonged to the leviathan Azahul, whose sleek and celeritous vessel had far outpaced her lumbering war machine and arrived under diplomatic colours.”
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“The Ring of Fantasy”: A Book Review
BY DOMINIC DE SOUZA Opening under the war-torn skies of WWII Britain, Joshua Douglas discovers a ring that transports his sister, Tess.
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Maid Marian’s Proclamation of Love: A Robin Hood Poem
“Though he could shoot one on top the other, The best target was my heart!”
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Titanic Quarter: Belfast and the Exhibition of its Most Famous Legacy
BY WESLEY HUTCHINS If London was the first UK city I had known about, then Belfast was the second one thanks to its connection to the RMS Titanic.
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Lucius Artorius: A King Arthur Poem
“My sword, be steadfast in this mental fight Until it rises forth in splendour bright.”
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The Voyages of the Asimov- A Star Trek Fan Saga- Chapter 5
“That’s how Klingons roll. Klingon males are expected to protect younger females’ honor, whether they are family or shipmates. Anyway, in the captain’s case, I don’t believe all the Klingon rules of conduct may apply. I mean, she knows what kind of treatment Kahra and I expect. But she was raised around humans and Vulcans.…
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Ode to a Country Teacup
BY DOMINIC DE SOUZA The cup is content. It has filled its purpose and is rewarded with a slurping kiss every minute or so.
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Music and the Frysian Translations of JRR Tolkien
BY JEROEN VAN LUIKEN BAKKER It was written for male choir, alto clarinet, violin and harp and was set to the song the Dwarves sing in the house of Beorn.
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A Magical Wood: A Robin Hood Poem
BY TIMOTHY MATHER I am the Hooded man, Herne the Hunter, keeper of the forest. I am the red-breasted one who holds dominion over the green forest.
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Interfaith Corner: The Heart of Religion
BY SALEHA HUSSAIN But it appears, to me at least, that human dignity is the seed from which all religion develops.
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Burnt: A Harry Potter Serial – Chapter 18: The First Week Back
“I was overly harsh to you in our last class. I apologize for not seeing how ill you were that day.” She took her eyes off of him and turned to the rest of the class. “If you are ever feeling sick, please tell me and you will be excused to see Madame Pomfrey. Attempting…
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The Jeweler’s Apprentice – Chapter 10
E. KAISER WRITES “Anybody says ‘runes’ these days that’s what they’re referring to, New Dwarvish. Old Dwarvish hasn’t been used in ages.”
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Cutting the Cord: A Game of Thrones Serial – Chapter 12: Siren’s Song
BY AVELLINA BALESTRI “I didn’t…mean…to hurt you…oh, oh, Tyrion, I didn’t, I wouldn’t hurt you…I’m confused, very confused…but somehow…I still do…love you…”
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The Goats of Deceit: A Doctor Who Story
Behind me, a blue box was appearing out of thin air, fading in and out, but becoming steadily more there. Suddenly, with a thump, the box became quite visible, and looked very solid indeed. The door opened, and a head poked out. It was the head of a man, around fifty years of age, clean-shaven,…
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Fall of a Hero: A Robin Hood Story
“‘Tis Robin o’ the Hood you face now, and ’tis Robin o’ the Hood that will bring you to grief.”
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Red Heads and Red Roses
“Pick out three cherries from the pears, and give me the flower. Wait, dearie. No no, I said the big flower! The big one by the edge of the sill! That’s not big enough.”
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Alone: The Life of an Immortal
“The silence is there, ever inviting us to stay in the midst of the darkest days.”