Everyone knows there are no new ideas, yet sometimes a certain combination of old ideas rings with clarity.
Like:
Like "Sword of Shannara" is "Lord of the Rings" and...
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(Someone help me out here)
Like "Sword of Shannara" is "Lord of the Rings" and...
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(Someone help me out here)
...a soul-sucking lack of talent?
Did Harry serve time in the jungles of Nam with a helicopter pilot and a club owner?
Did Harry serve time in the jungles of Nam with a helicopter pilot and a club owner?
Could be. Not everything about his past, present and/or future is known. Maybe they stuck him there for a while when he killed his old master with magic, until old Blackstaff took him on as an apprentice.
Did Harry serve time in the jungles of Nam with a helicopter pilot and a club owner?
I don't talk about the 'Nam.
Did Harry serve time in the jungles of Nam with a helicopter pilot and a club owner?
You just channeled the Harry Dresden book >Small Favor< .
The answer is yes.. sorta. Instead of nam it is a small island in Lake Michigan about 10 miles out from the city of Chicago. A daring helicopter rescue/battle did ensue, and a main character got mutilated.
As for the club owner - yes. Mac brews the best beer.
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Everyone knows there are no new ideas, yet sometimes a certain combination of old ideas rings with clarity.Like:
No new ideas?
NANNA: THE LEVIATHAN CYCLE
“The Constellations are as Watchtowers set against the chaos of the void.”
The Last Tablet of Memory
Mardis of Sumer stared at the great engine that sat open and exposed in the Panaoptik Waste. Nanna y Mardis leaned against him; her bare naked scalp found an all too familiar location against his hard, aging form and she stared at the Tattoo marks of manhood that dominated his hands.
“Are you really going to the Moon, Father?” Yes. Mardis said it inward and then whispered the words in her ears.
“Yes, my daughter, I am going to the Moon.”
“What will you find there, Father?”
My Astronomers tell me it is as dry as the desert, pitted with the marks of water droplets across the surface.” NANNA is weeping.
Mardis of Sumer kissed the forehead of his child.I am Mardis of Sumer.
Mardis of Sumer looked away from the great beast that would carry him into the chaos beyond and turned his head to look at the Moon.
And all that I survey is mine.
The Unchained Beast
First-Scribe Danak of Mardis of Sumer reached forward to open the seals in consecutive order.
“The first seal is broken!” The voice of Mardis of Sumer echoed forth from the Heliograph. The carbon beads vibrated in their box producing a scratchy sounding voice.
Mardis of Sumer could only watch in wonder as the controls powered on and current flowed from the Archive of Batteries somewhere deep beneath him.“Second seal broken!”
“Third seal broken!”
“Fourth seal broken!” echoed the voice from the heliograph.
First-scribe Danak of Mardis of Sumer watched as a small fire of embers sprayed from the base of the shackled beast.
“Fifth seal broken!” The Engine roared to full power and tugged at its restraints.
“Sixth Seal Broken!” The great chains separated unleashing the beast and it rider.First-Scribe Danak of Mardis of Sumer waited his master’s call as Marduk’s fire pushed the beast and it’s rider into the chaos between worlds.
That the beginning of my Babylonian Alternate reality Scifi when the Babylonians go to the stars...all i need do is complete the seven book series.