I am really sorry I have not been posting lately and I really hope I am able to keep a strong stream of post soon after this post comes up. I would not be at all surprised if you have all given up on me because I know if I was you I would have been long gone.
Well anyway good news for me atleast is that I have finished Brisingr and I strongly recomened the Inheritance Series for anyone.
I also finsihed the second chapter for my book and it is much diffrent then before hopefullyi t works better. Please tell me what you think.
I awoke from my nightmare sweat dripping from my brow, my face contorted with fear, my heart pounded in my chest making a steady thumping sound that drummed against my ears. My hand shook as I wiped the sweat away, finally I stood up and walked toward the plain wooded window. I opened the window and looked out across the open area the trees rustled in the night wind I could just make out the sparring area where the other men and I would practice. The dull light made any other details impossible to see. I took a long hard breath from the cool night breeze to calm myself then as quietly as possible for fear of waking the others I crossed my room, grabbed my sword and quickly went out the window. I climbed from my room to the roof of my building the a calm night chill settling over me, carefully unsheathed my sword, it was made up of a blade about a eight hands long and a handle that could be comfortable used with one or two hands if the situation required. Everyone had to make sure their swords were blunt in order to be used while sparring so that no serious injuries could befall our opponents. My swordsmanship was my major focus in all that I did and I always made sure it was impeccable.
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