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Cloaked

2011-07-29T19:09:00.002-05:00

Cloaked: Alex Flinn

As soon as I found out about this book I immediately put it on hold, and finally after months of waiting for it to finally be my turn I picked it up and read it over the weekend.
I thought it was great! Super easy read, full of twists on some classic and some more unusual fairy tales, and lots of creativity going on here. I thought that this was a really good addition to Ms. Flinn's fictional works.
The story I expected wasn't quite the one that I got, and there were some predictable pieces of the book that could have been avoided, but I liked all the different fairy tales that got smashed into this one book.
Without giving too much away I just have to say that I was satisfied with the overall story until the ending. I don't know what was missing, but I felt a lack of something important in tying up all the loose ends. It kind of just dropped me off on a corner, and I didn't know where to go from there. Since I know that there probably will not be a sequel I was a little bit disappointed at being hung out to dry. But I still thought that the overall story was good, and not a complete waste of time.

Uncommon Criminals

2011-07-13T17:14:00.002-05:00

Uncommon Criminals: Ally Carter

For those who are die hard fans of Ally don't get me wrong, I'm with ya! But this book I have to honestly say, was a little bit disappointing to me. I LOVED the first book in this series (Heist Society) And would recommend it to everyone that loves a pretty quick read and lots of plot twists. The story keeps a great pace, and kept me involved the whole time.

Uncommon Criminals--The only reason that I kept reading it was so that I could be surprised when something great happened. The surprise was that nothing ever did. I felt like this book was a filler and I didn't understand how it was relevant to the last book at all. It still kept the great Ally Carter pace, but I wasn't completely enthralled, I just wanted something to finally happen. I still loved the characters, and the world of criminals. Really! But I felt like all the loose ends from book 1 were not addressed, and that book 2 didn't really tie into book 1. It was just another 'job' for Kat, and it was just another book for me.

At the end of reading it, and reflecting on the expectation that I had had. I came to the conclusion that the whole book (if condensed) could have been a few chapters in a bigger and better book.

I have been a fan of Ally's writing style, her great ideas, plots, twists, and how she captures the reader and keeps their attention throughout her stories. I've always loved her characters and the truth of them, and this book still had that. Just less of it. And I was a little bit sad when I finished it, and there wasn't any big cliff hanger or question left unanswered by the end. Just the same questions from the first book.

So, Uncommon Criminals is not on my list of "I'd read this again , and again, and never get sick of it" favorites. But I'll for sure read the next book that comes out in hopes that it will address some of the problems in the first book, and in hopes that it will be better than this one. I know that Ally has got in in her to blow me away with a fantastic next book! And here's hoping that she does!

Dear Bloggers

2011-07-08T19:02:00.002-05:00

It's now been 2 years since I last posted on this blog. Truth be told, I forgot about it for a time. Personal realization be told, I haven't got the patients, or the talent to be a writer, and that is okay. I still love to read so much that when this blog resurfaced into my life I thought to myself "Well I'm not a writer, so why don't I just use this blog for book reviews." Also, I found a blog that another fellow blogger friend had recently created for book reviews, and she kind of inspired me. Thank you Kendra! (puelladei.blogspot.com , carpeliberi.blogspot.com)

So, beginning now, this blog has a fresh start.

Pt 1 of A Different Story

2009-03-06T13:57:00.002-06:00

I tried to keep as quiet as I could opening the front door, and closing it softly behind me. Hoping and praying that no one would hear that I was back. I slipped my shoes off and sneakily started to tip toe towards the stairs. Lightly stepping onto the sides of the stairs where the shaggy soft carpet was still its original color, I lost my balance and had to move my left foot onto the middle of the step. That's when I got caught. When I tried to regain my balance, it happened to be on the only step that creaked, loudly. I knew that she would have heard it, so I ran up the remaining steps making a thumping noise. I almost made it to the top, but that's when I heard the voice. Her voice. "Hello Jane." Shoot.
I thought about how great it would feel to kick her in the shin for calling me by my first name, then I turned around, preparing for what would be next. "Hey Marce." I said through gritted teeth and trying to smile. "You're late."She stated. I said nothing in return, so she continued. "How was school?" "Fine." I tried to keep irritation out of my voice. "How did you do on your big test?" I decided that honesty was the best policy. "Uh, I failed it." I smiled inside seeing anger redden her perfect face. I watched as she changed her mind and decided that pretending to be nice to me was not going to work. "Is that so?" She kept her voice even and smiled because it looked pretty. "Yeah it is." I retalitaed. "Then I guess we'll have to do something about that." She walked through the archway and into the kitchen where she picked up the phone and called someone.
I shook off the disturbing feeling I got when she had left me on the smashed carpet stairs with that pretty, but weird smile on her face. And went to my room.

Uh Oh...

2009-02-19T18:09:00.000-06:00

So I have totally run out of ideas for whats supposed to happen next. So I think that I will postpone this story until I think of new ideas. Time for a new story!!! An Idea is forming...

Sir Torrence

2009-01-09T14:35:00.003-06:00

The knight Sir Torrence of Pheria sat silently in the shrubs watching as the guard heaved himself up from his chair in front of the door and stretched. He then started to walk around the base of the tower for his hourly rounds. Torrence beckoned the soldiers behind him to move forward, when suddenly out of the bushes directly across from them, dark shadows appeared.

They ran towards the door as quickly as they could and stood around it as one of the figures expertly picked the lock. When the door creaked open, they all rushed in and silently shut it behind them. Torrence cursed himself for letting the unknown shadows into the tower before them, but then he relaxed. There were only two ways into and out of the tower. The window which was so high up that it seemed to reach the moon, and the door which he would be standing in front of when the creeping shadows decided to reappear.

Yes, he would be in front of the door waiting for them...

The Wanderer

2008-12-16T16:19:00.002-06:00

Rokim was greatly entertained. The humans were always doing things wrong, that he knew wouldn't work, and for some reason their failure, and his being right, always amused him.
Was it cruel of him to find these antics funny? He didn't think so, but he didn't let them know that he thought they were in the slightest bit humorous either. And he had seen some pretty funny things, but this one took the cake.

As he was thinking these thoughts, he watched as Kiplin put on padding and stepped into the bowl of the catapult. He watched as he ordered Mots, which he was enjoying, to prepare for launch.

He watched Mots trying to keep a strait face as he prepared to release Kiplin into the sky, and he watched all the other members of the band stand there with dumb looks on their faces, as Kiplin was launched into the sky towards the tower window. And he watched as Kiplin missed the tower window, and the tower, and sailed across the dark night sky screaming, until he crashed into the Bay.

The Wanderer burst into silent laughter. He knew it wasn't going to work, and Westen had come back from reconnaissance and had reported a door at the base of the tower, which, luckily for them, only had one guard stationed there. But they hadn't told Kiplin, they wanted to see what he would do, so instead they told him that the only way into the tower was through the window. And he had come up with the catapult plan, which had given everyone a good chuckle, except for Mots who was laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

They waited for fifteen minutes, until Kiplin trudged into the shrubs they were hiding in, all soggy, yelled at them for a few minutes, which gave Mots had a few more chuckles, and then they headed to the base of the tower, where a small surprise was waiting for them...

The Lady

2008-12-09T16:33:00.002-06:00

Mystear was extremely pleased. All of the needed elements had decided to join her in the fight against her sister. She knew that they all had personal reasons for joining her and wouldn't hesitate to leave her, but for the time being she had them on her side.

She looked over them again, this time with their hands unbound she felt much more confident with her speech.

"I am eternally grateful that you have all chosen to join with us," she waved her hands towards the men on both sides of her "in fight against Her Majesty. I had hoped that you would all make this decision and therefor I have already made preparations for you to go to the city of Unica where you will retrieve a girl who goes by the name of Cybil of The Tower." she was interrupted by Kiplin. "What kind of name is Cybil of The Tower?" he asked with a snort. She replied "The people of Unica call her such because she lives at the tower in the middle of the city." she waited for his response, but he gave her none, so she continued. "You will go to the tower and retrieve her. She is waiting for you, but the only way she'll go with you is if you tell her the password." Again Kipling interrupted "What password?" "I was just getting to that" She said. "I will need you and the senior syndicate will need to decide on one of you to carry the password. Please decide now." She waited for the arguing to break out, but to her surprise, none did. As a matter of fact nobody said anything except for the name of the one who would carry the password. Much to her greater surprise, everyone voted on the same person. "All right, she said "the carrier shall be our dear friend, The Thief."

She walked out of the room quickly. She didn't want to deal with the protests coming from Westen, who was more surprised then anyone that he had been chosen...

The Scholar

2008-12-06T12:56:00.003-06:00

Gora sat in the newly discovered library, making plans. He didn't know much about how to plan a rebellion, but he had read books about it. And he thought that since he wasn't much help with other things such as fighting or spying, he could at least try to help here.

But much to his dismay, all the plans he worked through were missing something. A key element, something just around the corner, hidden. And there we go, danger behind yet another corner...

The Queen

2008-11-16T16:24:00.003-06:00

Meanwhile, in the Capital, the Queen also sat in her throne. But hers, unlike Mystear's, was dried thoroughly, and exquisitely adorned with magnificent jewels of various sizes. Also, much the same as Mystear, she was sitting with her head resting in her pale hands.
After the recent thievery at the palace, she had started thinking about the simpler times of her half happy past. Both halves concerning situations with her younger sister, Mystear, the one most hated and loved in her world, the one that she now mostly hated. The one that she now strongly wished to remove from this world. The reason? Well, there wasn't really a sound reason, she just wanted her gone, but there were benefits to her not existing too. For example, with the most powerful challenger to her throne gone, the others would be less probable to start any rebellions worth mentioning. On the other hand, the ones who wanted the younger princess on the throne instead of her, would probably reject her rulings.
This was a difficult situation to handle. But something would come up to help her, he always did.
Smiling to herself she stood up and headed towards the door, as she did so, her knight, Sir Torrence of Phearia, clanked through the main entrance. "My Lady" he said as he swept into a low bow. "What news have you?" she asked. He stood, and in a stiff pose replied "The Oracle Maiden has been located, preparations for you to travel to the city of Unica are being made. "Hmmm" she muttered. "Unica, that's interesting. When will we leave?" she asked. "Tomorrow morning, if that pleases you, your Highness." "It does" "Then I will take my leave" he said. And with another low bow, he turned and left.

Mystear

2008-10-22T14:48:00.003-05:00

Mystear sat in her now almost dry chair, and thought about what to do next. Her dark hair fell into her face as she leaned forward and put her head in her hands. This was a delicate and stressful time. Her free captives were not showing any signs of being on her side. Except for Gora that is.
So far, Kiplin had challenged seven of her guards to a one-on-one combat matches, and had left most of them barely conscious.
Gora, was always there physically, but in his mind all the gears were working at an accelerated pace.
And well, Westen, although he always showed up in the end, kept misplacing himself from his assigned escort.
She needed to give them more time to decide whether they would fight on her side or just leave.

She thought...

The Thief

2008-10-14T16:38:00.000-05:00

Westen walked silently and lightly through the slightly muddy halls. He had a very mute feeling that he was supposed to stay and help the Lady. The last few months he had felt like something was coming. But he didn’t know what. And that was why he had broken into the Castle. He had thought the nagging feeling of something coming, and something watching him, was just dissatisfaction at the easy jobs he had been pulling. But apparently something was coming and something was watching him.
Unease crept over him as he notice a doorway at the end of the hall. While he was deep in thought he hadn’t been paying attention to the path that he had taken to this mysterious doorway in front of him. Cursing to himself, he turned to leave, and noticed a very faint light coming from the cracks around the door. Wondering what was behind it, but not wanting to be the one to discover the secrets within it, he left.

The Captain

2008-10-14T16:37:00.000-05:00

Corran was relieved to see that everything had gone smoothly after Mots and Kiplin had gotten over their small differences with The Thief in the room. After the Princess had explained to the three men, or boys for that matter, what she wished from them, and told them that they would be captives for five days to decide what they were going to do, but could move about freely and do as they pleased, she dismissed him to take Gora on a tour and show him the room that he would occupy until the five days were over.
By the look that Gora wore he had never seen such a grand dirt palace in his entire lifetime. And he had already made his decision. When the other boy, Kiplin he thought was his name, had left the room the expression on his face was one of confusion. The Captain didn’t have to try very hard to see that the boy hadn’t realized what had happened and was only just barely grasping the fact that he had been humiliated in front of the man he hated most. But Corran thought that was what made it so amusing. Turning around to face Gora who was still fascinated by the brown walls he said "This will be your room. Take care to remember where it is." As he walked off Gora snapped out of the daze he’d been in and yelled after him "Thank you!" Which gave Corran a smile as he disappeared into the shadow of the dark tunnel.

The Wanderer

2008-10-14T16:35:00.000-05:00

Rokim was greatly pleased. The Thief, Westen was even more qualified to be his apprentice then he had first thought . Now the fun task lay ahead. Convincing him to become an apprentice Wanderer. It was not going to be that easy. But he would do it just the same.

Kiplin

2008-10-14T16:30:00.002-05:00

After being shown around the camp, and to a room, Kiplin started to explore. He trudged down the halls. You could hear his angry footsteps throughout the entire underground camp. He emphasized each step with as much of the emotion running through him as he could. He was a little more then mad. More close to furious. When he saw Mots he almost didn't believe it. After years of training, the trail of blood and tears that he left in his wake, just wanting to be more powerful then the man that devoured his town in the War of Gressex. It only took him just over an hour for him to burn everything to the ground. He had watched in horror as he saw his house from the woods blazing. A shadow with an axe laughing as he walked away from the crumbling infrastructure. The things that didn’t burn were made into rubble by the battle axe he carried. The same axe he now carried, the one that he was going to kill him with. The only problem was that he didn’t have it.
"I’m going to kill him for taking back the axe I was going to kill him with." He thought. What he wasn’t thinking was how he was going to kill him. Here he was sitting on a dirt floor with his hands and feet tied up with no way to undo them. So he just charged. Then that stupid Mots with his taunts. How he wished he had me him on a better day when the old man would taunt him and he would just lop off his head. Not that he enjoyed the gore of it all. He just wanted to get revenge for the family that had been taken from him as a boy.
So, yes he charged. With a scary desire for blood he charged. And he would have killed him with his teeth if the ancient mass hadn’t shouted those questions. "Whatryoudoingboi? Yougonakillmewiffyurteef?" He muttered rudely. So thinking about what he might have done next beside glaring, he thought that it might have been good that guy interrupted. What was his name again? Renton? Oh well. He still could have been nicer. And he really didn’t have to sit on me. Especially in front of Mots. That was the worst part he thought. I even saw that shifty senior laughing at me. Maybe not out loud but most surely in the eyes.
And what was that about overthrowing the Queen? As far as he knew, Queen Aramytha had done nothing but good for Ytalsav. See what he didn’t realize is that there are lots of corners in a persons soul, and the queen was a labyrinth, and just as Gora he was about to discover that dangerous things are always around corners.
As he made his way back to his room he mulled over the days events. And wondered again who had been his captor, and how anyone could hide their presence just until the last minute.

The Lady

2008-10-14T16:29:00.001-05:00

Mystear sat, underground in a hole of a place, on her newly built throne. So new in fact that the wood was still wet in some places. She was faced with exactly what she needed, and wasn’t sure what to do. You see things hadn’t been going so good for her lately. She was thrown out of her home when the king died and her elder sister, Princess Aramytha, took over the throne. Her sister selfish, cruel, and with plenty of dis-regard for life fired half of the staff, threw the few that could have been involved somehow with their father, other then serving him, in prison, and disowned the only friend that she had ever had, her sister.
After leaving the palace, Mystear with nothing to her name, wandered the woods. And almost died there, but miraculously at her most dire time of need they came to her. The Wanderers. The were thought to be extinct. No one had seen them for decades. Her great-great-great-grandfather King Falance the IV had gone to war with them and other creatures when the forests were much larger and the creatures inside held a great power that the King wished to possess. The Wanderers, keepers of the prodigious power, refused to give it to him. Which in turn started a war. The War of The Wanderers it was called.
Well, they saved her life. But in turn they wanted her to revolt. She had no objection other then she was no longer the princess with a small amount of power, and her sister had the largest, and most powerful army that Ytalsav had ever seen in all of its know histories. The Wanderers knew of this and explained to her that there were other ways to win a war then battle. So she agreed. She wanted to keep her life. So she went on her way with a guide, to help her out of the forest as well as to make sure that she did what was promised.
So she soon began to find people that she could trust, and that she knew, and that used to work at the palace. The first person she could find was the ex-captain of the guard who she still called captain, and had only lived because he knew what her sister could do, and escaped the night before her coronation. It took quite awhile to find him because of this. He had gone into hiding underground. Where they were now, and she where she was faced with a problem.
The next person that she found was someone that she knew quite well and could be called infamous by the people that knew him too well. The middle aged man that had taught her to ride a horse and what it was like being atop one in the middle of battle. The man that had saved her fathers life and that told her stories of all of his adventures. The man whose name no one knew except some of the dead and her. The man that everyone called Mots. She knew that people thought this man a murderer, criminal, he was a mercenary after all. But she knew better. She knew him and what he could and couldn’t do. And she knew best of all that he would because her because of what she knew.
Well the Captain and Mots along with her Wanderer guide Rokim had gathered the people that they knew for sure would be happy to join the rebellion which meant that with all the activity that had been going on Princess Aramytha would surely know of the coming problems she would have.
When they had gathered all the people they could think of that would join of their own will, they started to look to the ones that had more power and would need to be spoken to in person. People that may know things and would be valuable assets for their cause and here they were. Three problems sitting in front of her. Glaring.
She addressed them with artificial authority far from sure of what she was going to say. "The Thief, The Scholar, The Mercenary" Gora was first to respond. "Princess" That was all he said but it made the two others turn their head away from the tall dirt sealing they were looking at and stare strait at her. With a look of scepticism The Mercenary Kiplin looked strait at her and said "You sure don’t look like much of a princess sitting on a throne in this big hole and all." Which made her quite angry "Well your not looking like much of a mercenary sitting there all tied up and all." she shot back. Kiplins jaw dropped open a little ways. "Shut your mouth Mercenary. Your going to catch a bug." That came from Gora in a long sigh like it exhausted him to be talking to a schmuck whose jaw dropped when someone talked back to him. And with that a small smile tugged at the corner of the lips of the Thief who had yet to say anything.
The Lady continued. "Well let me introduce you to each other and to some of my cohorts." She ushered three men forward from the back of the room. The three heads turned as they came forward. The Mercenary’s eyes widened as he recognized Mots. Mystear ignored the hatred she could see building up inside of him and started to introduce the men. "Boys, this is ex-Captain of the Guard, Corran." The captain stepped forward. "Or just Captain." He stepped back again. Then the cloaked figure in the middle stepped forward. "This is The Wanderer, and my guide, Rokim." She was pleased to see the disbelief cross over the faces of The Scholar and The Mercenary, but a bit annoyed at The Thief for showing no emotion at all. She kept going as Rokim stepped back into place and started to introduce the third man "This is a man you may have heard of, Mots..." she was cut off when Kiplin jumped up and started hopping forwards towards Mots as fast as he could. Mots stepped forwards and asked in a big voice "What are you going to do boy? You going to come kill me with you teeth?" The Captain covered his face as he realized that Mots’s was about to have some fun by harassing this boy who was probably his biggest competitor. He knew that there was going to be a lot of noise in the next few seconds if they were going to stop Mots from doing anything too bad. He glanced over at the Princess and saw that she was going to let what ever happened happened unless something was going wrong. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw The Thief stand up feet and hands unbound and walk over to where Kiplin was staring daggers at Mots. Then for the first time he spoke. "Stop now. Do not waste my time with meaningless interruptions." Everyone stared in disbelief, and shock as he slung Kiplin over his back and walked back to where his slack ropes lay on the floor, set Kiplin down and sat on top of him. "Hey..." Kiplin started to protest. But The Thief cut him of by saying "Quiet." and made a gesture with his hand motioning her to continue.
Pleased by what she had just witnessed Mystear felt a boost of confidence and a small amount of gratitude toward The Thief for stopping what might have happened between Mots ans Kiplin. She finished introducing Gora, and Kiplin then asked The Thief what his name was. He was a thief. And on the wanted list for breaking into the castle. So not many people knew his name, and he liked it that way. He didn’t really want the others to know his name, but deciding to take a chance and trusting the people that he hardly knew he answered her "Westen." The princess was a bit surprised by this. Because first of all, she hadn’t really expected him to answer and secondly, Westen was such a common name. She had kind of hoped that it would be more of a mysterious name like his arcane disposition. But without showing it she continued...

The Mercenary

2008-10-14T16:28:00.000-05:00

Kiplin was the most sought out mercenary second only to the man called Mots because nobody really knew his name. Mercenary Of The Shadows, Mots. So right now walking down Mots Bridge (So named after Mots killed some higher up on top of it) he was fuming. Why would the people of this country name a stupid bridge after one of the people on the most wanted list? Sure, he was paid to serve in Royal armies, usually for opposing sides at the same time, and somehow both sides always ended up gaining something and the wars ended usually with a small number of casualties, but he committed crimes on his own time. So shouldn't’t the name be changed? As soon as he stepped off the bridge he quickly got over his anger and started thinking about the good he had done as a soldier for hire, none of the people he had worked for over the years could deny that. All of his jobs got done fast, fair, and proudly he thought, right.
At this particular moment of deep thought a sound came from the trees. Tensing, Kiplin pulled the giant axe he carried on his back, jumped behind the shrubbery on the side of the path and crouched down. Just then guards from the pass came from the trees.
"Coulda sworn that I saw somthin here." Said the first guard with a slight slur in his voice. "Well it ain’t here now Butch." Replied the second guard with the same slur. " Well I swear that he was here Jod." Butch said. "Well he ain’t here now. And don’t call me Jod that ain’t my name you drunk fool." "And ain’t we posed to be lookin fer some thief that stole somethin from the capital?" Asked the man whose name wasn’t Jod. Butch quite slow on the intake was just getting the ‘drunk fool’ through his head and in a loud voice said "I can call ya whatever I like ‘cuz you’re a drunk fool to! JJJJJJooooodddddd" Slowly the guards went out of view, but their voices could still be heard "Jod, stoppit, Jod, stoppit I said, Jod, I SAID STOP!"
Putting his battle axe away Kiplin started to stand up when suddenly he sensed a presence behind him, and a rough voice whispered in his ear "You shouldn't’t have put that axe away, boy. And don’t you think of fighting back. You’re coming with us." Kiplin tried to ask where but a gag was shoved into his mouth. He tried to fight back but thick ropes were bound to his hands and feet. Lastly he tried to catch just a glimpse of who his captors were as a bag was put over his head. No way to fight back he was taken away all while thinking that the voice behind him was so silent coming up behind him and maybe one day he would capture it and force it to teach him how to be a sneak.

The Scholar

2008-10-14T16:26:00.002-05:00

Walking around in the Castle Library Gora was completely at awe. The height of the shelves was nearly incomprehensible. They had to reach twenty feet tall, you had to have a latter to reach the top. And they went on forever. The only problem was that in his amazement he had gotten lost. With the shelves so tall, and long it wasn’t that hard either. The youngest scholar in the world, Gora, he was famous, everyone wanted to meet him, catch just a glimpse, he was almost a legend, he was lost.
Seeing a corner in view, Gora heard whispers. "Maybe they will show me how to get out of this place" he thought. Turning the corner the whispers turned into words. Just as their faces came into view they turned and saw him, Gora, frightened by their words, turned and fled.
Running down rows turning corners. He felt as though he was going to die if he ran any farther, but he knew that if they caught him they probably wouldn’t hesitate to kill him. If not quick and on the spot, they would capture and torture him. "Neither of those sound very appealing to me" he half muttered out of breath. "I’d really like to die an old man after me knowledge has been shared with another".
Just then he turned a corner and found the door. Just closing it loud shouts erupted from everywhere. "Thief!" Then the castle bell started. Covering his ears Gora ran. Not toward anything. Just away from everything. Looking behind him he prayed that the two personages in the library didn’t see his face. Turning one more corner he was pulled into a tunnel behind a large green tapestry. His last thought was a question and not a very scholarly at that, but it was one whose answer would save his life one day. The question "Why are there so many corners?" The answer, so dangerous things can have something to hide behind.

PART 1 The Thief

2008-10-14T16:24:00.001-05:00

The Thief
Dawn crept over the high mountains and a figure could be seen running over the rooftops. The castle guards stormed the streets in packs while the castle bell rang over the entire city. Shouts could barely be heard over the sound of horses whinnying.
The figure crept through the remaining shadows. The cover of night was being lost. Frantically searching for a place to hide the thief turned a corner. A sudden darkness, and pain overtook him as the someone hit him on the head with something sharp.

The First Story

2008-10-14T16:23:00.003-05:00

I'm not quite sure, yet, how this blog is going to work. So I'm going to try to put up the story that I started writing a few months ago.

Its is called ' The Rebellion' So far.