Napoleon, a survivor from the Mutiny of the Bounty, and a demonic killer in the cobblestoned streets of Toulon, 1793.
This is Part 3 of the story.
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WHEELS OF FATE
TOULON, NOVEMBER 1793
The darkened upstairs...
Napoleon, a survivor from the Mutiny of the Bounty, and a demonic killer in the cobblestoned streets of Toulon, 1793.
This is Part 2 of the story.
If you haven't read Part 1 yet, please start there.
THE BALL OF DEATH
TOULON, NOVEMBER 1793
Narrow streets. Fountains trick...
Napoleon, a survivor from the Mutiny of the Bounty, and a demonic killer in the cobblestoned streets of Toulon, 1793.
Waves tall as houses crash down, breaking over the sides of their open boat, filling their little shell with water only slightly less freezing than the bone-chilling win...
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Bice is dead.
And our party is now down to thirty men, three women.
Twenty fighters left last night, joined the other cowards.
There is no way, no way now, that we c...
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“So, why do we stay here, then?” Aureliano is a broad shouldered man who resembles a monkey, a great ape, both in his features — the small narrow-set eyes, the small up-turned nose, the wide mout...
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We find Segundo some distance from the camp. Why did he leave the safety and security of our little huddle of tents, alone? Had someone, something, tempted and tricked him to leave the camp?
Primero is inc...
You wake to the singing.
The soft voices have infiltrated your dream, become part of it, carry you with them into the waking world. You, who normally sleep heavy and wake from a deep, black unremembered. This time, because of the singing, the dream is still with you, all of it clear, remember...