- Shopping Bag ( 0 items )
Posted December 14, 2012
As a runner who has completed a number of marathons but no ultras - at least yet! - I found this book to be extremely informative and helpful. The author covers the entire gambit of technical issues confronting the ultramarathon runner is a manner that is readable and entertaining.
2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 27, 2012
Amaziiiiing! (Too many i's?) :D Well, I've made a decision. I'm going to rewrite Dauntless, at "afterwards all results. A couple chapters were rushed, and I'm not exactly following the path I'd like to. I mean, I am, but... you'll see what I mean. Anyway, great story! I'll always be watching for a book called "Castle Hill," by L & K (or your real name.) :) Well, it's still an awesome story! Long live Castle Hill!
(I just started to think... would Janred and Terrin be a cute pair? I reread some of your earlier chapters a while back, and was curious about that... hmm...) :)
0 out of 5 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 27, 2012
Posted October 26, 2012
Jalock and I were silent as we trekked through the sunlit woods. The fallen leaves crunched under my feet.
"Alora?" Jalock's voice came from behind me.
"Yes?" I said, turning around to face him.
"This splitting up... this isn't just so you and me can be alone together, is it?"
I was suprised by the question. "N-no." I stammered.
Jalock took a step forward, and I smiled slightly.
Before I knew what was happening, he had took my hand and pulled me towards him, his eyes growing closer...
The sound of a twig snapping made us leap apart. I could hear footsteps, and the crunching of leaves.
Someone- or something- was coming.
"Hide!" I ordered under my breath, franticly searching for a place to hide. My eyes rested on an old oak tree. The ground beneath the roots had fallen away to reveal a small hole, just big enough for a person to squeeze through.
"There!" I told Jalock, dashing for the opening. I shoved myself inside, and he slid in after me.
We were in some kind of cave. It was large and spacious, and there was enough room for us to stand up.
I cowered in a shaded corner, holding my breath. Jalock crouched beside me, and we listened.
I could hear footsteps, then silence. I thought I could hear faint voices, but they were so quiet that I couldn't make out what they were saying.
I heard the crunching of leaves again, then a rustling of branches, then silence.
"Think... think they're gone?" I breathed.
"I think so." Jalock replied.
I could just make him out in the dim light. I shakily got to my feet, keeping away from the thin shaft of light, just in case someone was still out there.
"No one will see us." Jalock murmured.
"See us?" I echoed, unsure what he ment.
And then he leaned forward, putting an arm around me.
Shock flared in my eyes as he gave me a kiss.
It may have lasted hours, or only a heartbeat, but after what seemed like ages, we broke apart.
"Jalock... I..." I stammered, feeling more happy than I had in days, mabye weeks.
He smiled, then winked.
"Let's get out of here." I said. He nodded, and we both climbed out of the hole.
I told myself that I would never, ever, forget that first kiss, but something told me that to Jalock, that kiss might not have ment anything.
Logas led Frenn through the trees, his hand at his sword hilt, and brown eyes darting from side to side.
The silence unnerved him.
"It's too quiet." Frenn whispered.
Logas nodded, peering through the trees. He could see a dark shape in the distance.
"Hide!" He ordered, shoving Frenn behind a tree. Leaping into the bushes, Logas prepared to spring into battle.
But it wasn't a misty-man. It was one of the others.
Logas narrowed his eyes. Jalock and Alora. Of course.
He thought back to the days before Jalock had come to Redwood. Those days had seemed happier, and much more pleasant. But it seemed to him that Jalock had unleashed a storm cloud upon the small town.
He beckoned to Frenn to come out. The red-hairred boy emerged from behind the beech, and stepped on a twig.
Logas saw Jalock and Alora leap apart, and dash off. The two companions drew nearer to the place they had been.
Logas saw a small hole at the foot of an oak, and guessed they had hidden there. But something else drew his attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pale misty gray figure.
"Quick! Into that tree!" He ordered, and they both vanished into the branches.
0 out of 9 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted January 2, 2013
No text was provided for this review.