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The Dream Series by JD Glasscock (1-2)
Requirements: .ePUB reader, 248 kb
Overview: J.D. Glasscock started as a slam poet on national teams in 1990. Six years later, he moved onto being the singer/songwriter/front man of a blues rock band called Sofa King, which lasted ten years.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy
1. The War Hounds - A world that was devastated by the Great War which not only turned a large part of it into irradiated wastelands but also broke open the sky into a northern lights kaleidoscope that brought a system, abilities, stages of power and oh yes, demons. It was called the Dream. It also brought an advancement that melded magic and tech and the Lanterns, a trained force to keep the demons in check...2000 years later an alpha predator of the human race, the Archon, chooses to merge with a demon lord which leads to the Fall, the ending of humanity's supremacy and the beginning of one where demon/human hybrids are the apex. The Lanterns try to fight back but are utterly crushed.
Twenty years after the Fall humanity hides and survives, the Lanterns mostly dead and gone. Can one of the last Battle Squads of the Lanterns, The War Hounds, do anything in a world that has been taken over by demon/human hybrids? Do they want to?
2. York - The story continues. The War Hounds find their footing and incorporate their new members. Xautil and Bota seek to establish their own empire, dancing and bonking included. Shai'ton, Hell's Daughter and the other infernals strive to establish their control over Earth while fending off their Infernal Overlords in Tir' Na'Nog and York is the nexus where everyone's plans come to a crossroads.
The Fortress has stood for eight years as a symbol that humanity will not kneel, will not lay down, they will fight. Will it fall or be the birth of a war the echoes across the cosmos.
Excerpt from York.
The Dream undulates, rumbles. Storms churn heavier across both worlds, synchronized to want and desire, to advent of its Will made manifest, to fate interwoven to whim or capricious deviltry, it cares not which. Moments become stretched out, twisted to temporal solution to millennium aged thorns stuck in proverbial jack in the boxes of inclination and remediation, where once was one, now two, dividing the copious engender of tomorrows. Threads long rotting and upon the verge of dissolution are rejuvenated and the table of partition is slid to connections, interwoven commonality tied to judicious application of bones rolled against the back drop of cosmic evolution, what should be versus what is, a runed response to shifting tides eternal in their cresting of cacophony.
The variations of expulsion of movement, whether rain or ice or any other violent demonstration paint a striation of nerves and mythic denunciations of purpose and explanation. A thought that takes a homicidal torrent of lives and an endless stacked cavalcade of todays to shift one pebble upon the premise and precipice of a different dawn lit to a different sky with different hopes and different measures to fulfillment and sacrificial requirement, is but a closing of lids within the taking of a breath to an entity finger fucking at least a million variations of reality upon the skein of eternity in repose to the cycle of creation to transformation and just down right enunciation of a word or sound that would require a millennia within itself to define.
When the shit hits the fan it really does a number, a regular Picasso of Davinci humping in the exploratory expression of piss in pants metaphorical crayon draws. And the Armageddon is front and center, frame noir, shadows heavy in the telling.
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1. The War Hounds
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2. York
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https://www.centfile.com/ed9eihp9px34
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Requirements: .ePUB reader, 248 kb
Overview: J.D. Glasscock started as a slam poet on national teams in 1990. Six years later, he moved onto being the singer/songwriter/front man of a blues rock band called Sofa King, which lasted ten years.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy
1. The War Hounds - A world that was devastated by the Great War which not only turned a large part of it into irradiated wastelands but also broke open the sky into a northern lights kaleidoscope that brought a system, abilities, stages of power and oh yes, demons. It was called the Dream. It also brought an advancement that melded magic and tech and the Lanterns, a trained force to keep the demons in check...2000 years later an alpha predator of the human race, the Archon, chooses to merge with a demon lord which leads to the Fall, the ending of humanity's supremacy and the beginning of one where demon/human hybrids are the apex. The Lanterns try to fight back but are utterly crushed.
Twenty years after the Fall humanity hides and survives, the Lanterns mostly dead and gone. Can one of the last Battle Squads of the Lanterns, The War Hounds, do anything in a world that has been taken over by demon/human hybrids? Do they want to?
2. York - The story continues. The War Hounds find their footing and incorporate their new members. Xautil and Bota seek to establish their own empire, dancing and bonking included. Shai'ton, Hell's Daughter and the other infernals strive to establish their control over Earth while fending off their Infernal Overlords in Tir' Na'Nog and York is the nexus where everyone's plans come to a crossroads.
The Fortress has stood for eight years as a symbol that humanity will not kneel, will not lay down, they will fight. Will it fall or be the birth of a war the echoes across the cosmos.
Excerpt from York.
The Dream undulates, rumbles. Storms churn heavier across both worlds, synchronized to want and desire, to advent of its Will made manifest, to fate interwoven to whim or capricious deviltry, it cares not which. Moments become stretched out, twisted to temporal solution to millennium aged thorns stuck in proverbial jack in the boxes of inclination and remediation, where once was one, now two, dividing the copious engender of tomorrows. Threads long rotting and upon the verge of dissolution are rejuvenated and the table of partition is slid to connections, interwoven commonality tied to judicious application of bones rolled against the back drop of cosmic evolution, what should be versus what is, a runed response to shifting tides eternal in their cresting of cacophony.
The variations of expulsion of movement, whether rain or ice or any other violent demonstration paint a striation of nerves and mythic denunciations of purpose and explanation. A thought that takes a homicidal torrent of lives and an endless stacked cavalcade of todays to shift one pebble upon the premise and precipice of a different dawn lit to a different sky with different hopes and different measures to fulfillment and sacrificial requirement, is but a closing of lids within the taking of a breath to an entity finger fucking at least a million variations of reality upon the skein of eternity in repose to the cycle of creation to transformation and just down right enunciation of a word or sound that would require a millennia within itself to define.
When the shit hits the fan it really does a number, a regular Picasso of Davinci humping in the exploratory expression of piss in pants metaphorical crayon draws. And the Armageddon is front and center, frame noir, shadows heavy in the telling.
Download Instructions:
1. The War Hounds
https://upfiles.com/KAFYE4
https://devuploads.com/94zcav954hg5
2. York
https://www.up-4ever.net/9hwzuy894gcj
https://www.centfile.com/ed9eihp9px34
Trouble downloading? Read This.
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