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Posted October 14, 2012
The Secret of Castle Hill (by L&K)
Chapter Fifteen ~
I was nearly blinded by the light that met us. We were in a small room, filled with chairs. A single door was on the other side of the room.
The door swung open.
In came Proffessor Finn. His blue eyes were dark, and he had a grim look on his face.
"Proffessor?" I said. "Wh-what- ."
"You're the first back." Finn said. He paused. "You're the first back unharmed."
"What do you mean?" I asked. "None of the others are back yet?! That means they are still out there!"
"Calm down! We're watching them." The proffessor said.
"How?" I snapped.
"I belive Mr. Renlef can tell you. Meanwhile, I need to go check on Jorlan and then get back to the cameras. Ms. Appleby should be here in a moment- ."
"Wait, what's wrong with Jorlan?" I questioned.
"He... got 'badly injured'. The monsters got him." With that, Finn turned and left.
"Okay." I plopped down in one of the chairs.
Frenn looked at Logas. "So, he said you can explain how they are watching?"
Logas nodded. "They're using the monsters."
"What?!" I gasped. Once again, Logas has amazed me.
"The monsters are robotic."
"Their eyes were made ofglass!" I exclaimed.
"Cameras." Logas said.
"But they were so lifelike..." Frenn trailed off.
"And my knife!" I unsheathed it to show them. "I stabbed the red-eyed monster, and there wasn't a single drop of blood!"
At that moment, the door flew open and a short lady dashed in. She was slightly plump, with a kind smile, autumn brown hair, and blue eyes.
"Ms. Appleby." She introduced herself.
She dumped her large purse in the chair beside me and said, "Now let's clean up that arm of yours."
I had almost forgotten about my injury. I held out my hand, wincing. Ms. Appleby washed away the dried blood, then-
The door swung open again. Proffessor Finn dashed into the room. He ran right past us, then yanked open the door on the other side.
I heard a few cries of relief, and a slight moaning.
In came a group of three. They were all stained with blood, but one was so badly injured that she had to be supported by the other two.
I leapt to my feet. Ms. Appleby dashed over, dragging her giant purse.
Finn raced out, muttering, "I'll get the doctor."
One of the three, a tall girl with a round, pale face and auburn colored hair smiled slightly at me. Her eyes were a pale blue, and she held a long knife, like mine.
"Hi." She said, in a soft voice.
"D-dinara?!" I whispered.
It was Dinara, my best friend. The one who had moved away. The one I had never dreamed I'd see again.
"Alora!" She gasped in astonishment.
"You know each other?" The boy beside her asked. He was small, thin, with blone hair, and paler blue eyes than Dinara. He had a suit of mail, and a short mace.
"Alora, this is Lazer." Dinara said, blushing.
I shook his hand, and he smiled.
Frenn looked over at us.
"This is Frenn." I told them.
"Hi." He said.
Dinara looked at their third group member. She was short, with coal-black skin and beautiful brown eyes. Her leg was stained with blood, and bent at an akward angle.
"That's Zel." Dinara whispered. "She... broke her leg when the lion appeared..."
Zel looked up, and, despite her injury, smiled brightly.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yep." Zel chirped. "Better then ever."
Finn dashed back in with a man in a white robe, who set to work on Zel's leg immedietly.
There was a loud screaming from the other side of the wall.
The door flew open.
I heard a loud shriek.
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Posted April 19, 2012
I really appreciated this book
I think many of us are frustrated with the current politics of Washington. This book certainly was a breath of fresh air to me. Many excellent points and action items.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted March 31, 2012
A must-read, for those searching for political clarity.
Tired of virulent political wrangling? This short book/essay can point us in the direction of government no longer influenced by the banter between our two extremes. We need a government ruled by statesmen elected by the people, not by representatives desperately fund-raising to stay in office. Lessig has a plan; and it is beautiful in its simplicity.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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