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Fate is not finished with Brand … and his future is beyond imagining.The city of Red Cardoroth lives up to its name. Blood stains its mighty battlement. Countless bodies, the remains of the horde’s spent attacks, lie without. Yet the dark host still lays siege, a seething mass of hate-filled enemies, and nothing but total slaughter will sate their lust for revenge.The king can no longer just defend – or the relentless swords of the enemy will be victorious. He must seek a way to pluck victory from inevitable defeat. And Brand, newly aware of his great destiny, must choose whether to embrace it, or to run.This is the final book of the Durlindrath Series.

Fate is not finished with Brand … and his future is beyond imagining. The city of Red Cardoroth lives up to its name. Blood stains its mighty battlement. Countless bodies, the remains of the horde’s spent attacks, lie without. Yet the dark host still lays siege, a seething mass of hate-filled enemies, and nothing but total slaughter will sate their lust for revenge. The king can no longer just defend – or the relentless swords of the enemy will be victorious. He must seek a way to pluck victory from inevitable defeat. And Brand, newly aware of his great destiny, must choose whether to embrace it, or to run. This is the final book of the Durlindrath Series.

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Excerpt from Victor VictoriousSuch is the first of my remembrances, and I was then between three and four years of age. After that, my memories are confused and not particularly interesting, much the same, I daresay, as many millions of children can look back on childish miseries, mishaps and pleasures, but always of the same place and the same people.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Example in this ebookCHAPTER IIt was a magnificent tree, old and stately; it was, moreover, the first cause of grief that I can remember. Its foliage in summer afforded much shade, and in the mornings when the sun was shining caused patterns to appear on the floor of my nursery; my sorrow was, that I could not fasten the pattern to the floor with tacks, tacks of the ordinary tin variety, which I had procured from goodness only knows where. I tried again and again, weeping bitterly at my want of success. I wept still more bitterly when my nurse returned; but that is a detail which has nothing to do with these memoirs, it is a sacred thing not to be spoken of lightly.Such is the first of my remembrances, and I was then between three and four years of age. After that, my memories are confused and not particularly interesting, much the same, I daresay, as many millions of children can look back on: childish miseries, mishaps and pleasures, but always of the same place and the same people.The house we lived in was not large, but the garden was; a splendid garden full of flowers, trees and shrubs, wild places and rockeries, while at the end flowed a tributary of the Thames, which to my childish vision was a most noble river. I imagine that its importance increased every time I was warned against going near the edge; and, as this injunction was repeatedly laid upon me, the Amazon or the Mississippi must have been mere streams in comparison. As, however, I obeyed and religiously refrained from falling in, I can only suppose that in those days I was singularly obedient, and also lacking in enterprise.I remember my nurse; she was a most lovable woman, with a comfortable lap and nice kind arms. She let me have my own way; and I am sure I loved her very much.Then, of course, there was my mother, but somehow my childish memories of her are vague. I fancy I was a little bit frightened when in her company, for no reason that I can recall, excepting the fact that she smiled so seldom.And then there was my great friend, Bauen, a very dark and swarthy man who attended to the horse and pony. I loved him best of all. He was a peculiarly silent person, who never spoke unless directly addressed, and never wasted words when replying. He worshipped my mother and myself. I remember one occasion, when I attacked him with a switch because I was angry with him--I was only five at the time, so I could not have hurt him much--he just stood and looked at me, with his eyes full of tears, until I felt like a little beast and cried too, imploring him to forgive me.I couldn't understand why, when I put my arm round his neck and kissed him, he only kissed my hand in return. That was the only time we ever had a difference of opinion, and I believe then only because I wished for the impossible. It was Bauen who first set me astride the pony's back and taught me most of what I know of horses and riding; knowledge which has been of great value to me.He also would keep me quiet for hours with wonderful stories, of which he seemed to have a never ending supply, tales of giants and fairy folk, which I know now were the legendary doings of the ancient heroes of his own country. It is wonderful to me that children can remember the fairy tales of their early years, and to this day I can recall my thrills at the story of the prince who turned himself into an ivy plant so that, when it had grown up a tall tower, a princess could use it as a means of escape. I had plenty of time to listen to these stories, for I never had any playmates of my own age. Not knowing the joys of companionship, I experienced no pain at the lack of comrades; nor were my days unhappy, for they were carefully arranged by my mother; so much work, and then perfect freedom to do what I wished, as long as I did not stray from the garden.To be continue in this ebook..................................................................................

"Victor Victorious" by Cecil Starr Johns. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce eBooks that are user-friendly and accessible to everyone in a high-quality digital format.

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Excerpt from Victor VictoriousSuch is the first of my remembrances, and I was then between three and four years of age. After that, my memories are confused and not particularly interesting, much the same, I daresay, as many millions of children can look back on childish miseries, mishaps and pleasures, but always of the same place and the same people.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Victor the Dragon dreamed of winning the Dragonland Lance. The beautiful lance was the highest honor a young dragon could receive in Dragonland. He admired his reflection in the mirror and knew he looked good. Winning wasn’t so hard. The thought of his victory filled him with joy. Then, Mama appeared, breathing fire, and Vic learned that winning might not be as simple as he had first thought.Children will delight in the fun and colorful story of Vic the Dragon. The illustrations are bright and vivid, and the verse teaches an important lesson for today’s children. Students will want to read the humorous story again and again. Parents will appreciate the lessons on planning and organization.Ages 4 - 8 will enjoy hearing the book and seeing the beautiful artwork, and elementary school-age children up through 4th grade will enjoy reading the book on their own.

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