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Jun.18.2012
(continued from yesterday's post) Leo had had the good fortune to pass the night in a shared tent with straw for a pillow and a blanket to cover him. Against the din of thunder and driving rain, the murmurous sounds of coupling infiltrated his shallow sleep, the tender attentions of those...
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Jun.17.2012
Lavender-grey dawn spread over a city in ferment.   Assembly bugles sounded the clarion-call. Drums beat a tattoo that throbbed in the blood and brain. All over Brussels, soldiers tumbled out of billets, half-dressed, steeped in sleep, their knapsacks thrust over their shoulders....
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Jun.03.2010
                The Allies enter Paris, July 1815   It was just before four, as a new day and a new era dawned,  that Leo awoke. In the feeble candlelight, the unfamiliar room slowly impinged upon him. Incomprehension was displaced by a hazy...
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Dec.04.2009
                A twitch upon the ancestral web...sensations of déjà-vu...nostalgia for times and places outside her own experience...these piloted Roisin towards her destiny and vanquished the doomed spirits of the air...   Christmas approached. The...
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Oct.30.2009
                ‘There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.’     Fiona stuffed her tongue between her teeth, her freshly sharpened quill travelling over the virgin pages of a new exercise book she had pledged to...
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Oct.22.2009
                The Honourable Leo Quinn settled back against the shabby upholstery of the hackney cab and made a vain bid to suppress a yawn. Stuffing, he noticed, was bursting from a gash in the leather. Propriety obliged him to make use of such anonymous...
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Sep.12.2009
              Excerpt from MY MOTHER BIDS ME, a novel of Jane Austen's England on the Eve of Waterloo. (New edition of novel first published in 1984)   All afternoon fugitives from the embattled plains beyond the Forêt de Soignes flocked into Brussels,...
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Aug.25.2009
                Excerpt from MY MOTHER BIDS ME, a Novel of Jane Austen's England on the Eve of Waterloo.   Roisin scampered off down the lane and sat in a niche on the packhorse bridge to read her letter. Water sparkled and chuckled over the pebbles way...
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Jun.27.2009
                When La Belle Madeleine, resplendent among pillows of marshmallow pink satin and frills and furbelows of duty-free lace, received her post the next morning, she little anticipated news of Roisin. First, she singled out the accounts, as...