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Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods.

The priests had said prayer would save his mother, so Osar prayed for a year and a day. Dawn til dusk, beseeching shadow and sunlight. Oft late past the darkening hour he’d bowed his head and grovelled, bargained, begged. He had devoted himself to Dionas the Golden God. But Dionas hadn’t heard the prayers, or worse, refused to answer them. Even the gods couldn’t cure cancer. Osar wrenched another weed from the overturned earth. And for all of his devotion what did he have to show for it? A grave dug by his own hands and a dead woman to fill it. The Golden God might have been the city’s patron and its father, but O

It Began With Ashes - Blurb. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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It Began With Ashes - Blurb.

Wroge has not seen war for twelve years, not since the Arneuton invasion. The Arneut rule, the Keltir serve, and the Vikir and Narz remain in exile. The blood of four races belongs to the earth of one land. But what if blood was to run again? Draven Reinhardt is a man with a nightmare of a past, dreaming of a better future. He paid his dues in blood and coin, settling for a quieter life, a better life. Gone are the knocks at the door from his past. But what happens when the future comes knocking? Like any boy, Kale wants to follow in his father's footsteps – if only he knew what they were. It's hard enough to find his own feet in the walk

It Began With Ashes - Prologue. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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It Began With Ashes - Prologue.

"Are we being followed, father?" "No, Astartes, we are not being followed." "How can you be sure? You didn't even look!" Astartes whined. Struggling to turn in the saddle behind his father, Astartes craned his neck to look back through the night. The dirt track meandered this way and that, winding through the Emberfen Forest. The path was hard to make out amongst the muddy browns of the woodland, made all the more difficult by the thick canopy obscuring the glow of the stars and moon overhead. Nicolas shook his head, scratching idly at his flame-red moustache. "Don't let your eyes play tricks on you, son…there's no

From Man to Man - Blurb by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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From Man to Man - Blurb

'I've traded my old enemies for just this one…' The axe thundered home. 'I miss the old ones.' Every man has a past, none more so than Draven Reinhardt. Abandoning his old life to settle down as a villager, he struggles to fit in, let alone hold down a job. When opportunity offers the much needed coin, Draven is torn between a promise and a purpose. But, what's one last job if you've already got blood on your hands? 'From Man to Man' is the story of how one man can change – or not – for the best. Prequel to the upcoming novel 'It Began With Ashes', the short (6400 words) introduces the reader to a world o

From Man to Man Pt 8. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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From Man to Man Pt 8.

Goat-face scrambled backwards, putting Pig-nose between him and Draven. Draven ducked his head and charged, axe trailing a dusty plume in the dirt. Around him the air was filled with the buzzing of arrows, turning the forest into a hornet's nest of barbs and points. To his credit, Pig-nose stood his ground. But then again, Draven supposed that the fat outlaw couldn't have moved fast enough if he had chosen to. Axe to sword, Draven came upon Pig-nose, swinging from low to high in a murderous arc. "Stop!" This time the call came from somewhere behind Dra

From Man to Man Pt 7. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

From Man to Man Pt 6. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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From Man to Man Pt 6.

'Caused more trouble than this was worth.' The hours stretched long, all the longer for Draven counting their passing. Be it heartbeat, breaths, footfalls, or the tallies in the Tax Collector's ledger – the day had been measured in wearing patience. Made all the worse for the lack of event, stifled by the heat, choked by the dust, Draven had all but torn his bandana after wringing it out again and again. 'I've been more of a nuisance than the Tax Collector.' Draven squinted after the slight figure, a hand shading his eyes from the all-too-bright, dusking sun. The Tax Collector was an oddity, hardly worth the bother

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Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Godsfall Chapter 1: Call to the Gods.

It Began With Ashes - Blurb. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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It Began With Ashes - Blurb.

It Began With Ashes - Prologue. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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It Began With Ashes - Prologue.

From Man to Man - Blurb by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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From Man to Man - Blurb

Prisoners Before War WIP by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Prisoners Before War WIP

'Is this how I am to die?' The noose seemed to burn about his neck as he turned this way and that, watching the baying crowd through swollen eyelids. Men, women and – horrifyingly - children, had gathered to watch the execution. Each was well groomed and expensively clothed, but for their fineries, they howled like savages. Raised above the crowd by the gallows, he felt like an actor in a play, but only entertainment he could provide was the jerking dance of a dying man once he was given 'the drop'. The gallows had been erected at the heart of Murs'duroi's harbour front. He and his fellow prisoners had been beaten by the

From Man to Man Pt 1. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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From Man to Man Pt 1.

'I never meant to let you down.' Draven lifted a stray curl of his wife's hair from her face. She smiled in her sleep as if knowing he was there. As silently as he could, he leant over the bed and kissed her softly on the cheek. 'I've tried everything.' Rising slowly, as quietly as he could manage on the wooden floorboards, Draven retreated from the bed. By the fractured light from the shutters he made for the bedroom door. The walls of the house were thin and he heard a creak from the neighbouring room.

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Prophecies of War by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Prophecies of War

"Is it true that the Narz skin the soles from the feet of their dead?" Keeve gulped, fingering the stiff collar of his leather armour. "That it is little brother, but only those they consider to be enemies." "Bryce – do the Narz consider us to be their enemy?" "You and I? No, no. We are wardens of the Raighl clan. Keepers of the 'Old Ties'. Tribal barbarians or not – the Narz will hold to their alliance with the Keltir clans and the Vikir people. "Maybe so, but then why is that one eyeing my feet?" Keeve declined his head in an almost imperceptible nod, indicating one of the two tribesmen stationed befor

Back In The Game. by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Back In The Game.

Note from the Author: I've been out of the writing game for a good while now, but I challenged myself to pen a short scene to get me back into the swing of things. This...well, it's the first thing that came out. I've penned a novella length piece recently, and this scene comes at the end of that. I know it seems daft not to post the novella before this, but it's my project that I'm currently editing and nurturing like a baby egg. Some pieces in this (name drops etc.) may seem a little confusing as its a scene in an ongoing series, but the idea behind writing this was just to get me flexing my fingers and mind again. Either way, I hope you e

Prisoners Before War WIP by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Prisoners Before War WIP

First Raid on Hidann Village by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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First Raid on Hidann Village

It was still dark out, the moment before the sunrise and the birth of a new day. All was quiet, bar the rustling of the trees in the soft spring breeze. A gentle whisper drifted on the northern winds, and it carried with it the smells of the nearby Keltir community of Hidann Village. Less than a mile distant from the clan settlement, a rocky outcrop perhaps fifty foot from base to cliff top, intersected the trees of the Emberfen forest in a natural barrier of defiance. The crag face overshadowed a shallow gurgling river, keeping its water cool in the absence of the woodland foliage and the autumn shades of undergrowth. The gravel and sand of

Siege of Nerela by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Siege of Nerela

The Original Prologue for 'The Children of Reckoning'. Now abandoned in favour of a more 'current' approach to the timeline. During the Saive War… The capital city of Nerela was once more shaken to its very foundations as another earth-shattering spell erupted in its main residential district. The various dwellings and shops threatened to collapse onto those escaping and rescuing, as panic spread amongst the population like wildfire. The screams of the dying filled the air, as did the bitter tang of Mana burn from the destructive magic being utilized by both aggressor and defender alike. The streets were a sea of activity as the popula

Planning for the Invasion by D-E-M-Emrys, literature

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Planning for the Invasion

PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION BELOW FIRST! "The harbour of Murs'duroi will be our departure point," Commandant Bretout announced. Pacing the length of the raised dais, the officer snapped a sharp left turn on his heel. "We are charged with the invasion of a foreign country – the Wroge territory." The gathered assembly constituted a military tacticians' worst nightmare in regards to available manpower. In all of Commandant Bretout's nine years as a soldier of the Legion army he had never seen a more fanatical cohort of officers at his disposal. "The Wro

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Apr 23

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Author. Soldier by day, Soldier by night - Writer in between. Knows war to write war.

David Emerys, known as D to his friends, is a serving soldier and author. He has clearance to know more than he should, but not the sense to know better. Leaving education with no more than a fifteen year olds understanding of English Literature, D’s storytelling craft is self-taught.

Growing up with the heroic tales written by authors such as David Gemmell and James Barclay, D was inspired to write stories of his own. After joining the army D used his free time to focus on his dream of sharing shelf-space with his idols.

D testifies to the fact that the pen is indeed mightier than the sword – but swords make for better letter-openers. He lives where the army send him, but home is in Chelmsford with his girlfriend. They say that behind every great man there is a woman pulling the strings, but she lets him dance to his own song whilst being the perfect partner in step. D claims that his books would not have been written without her.

David Emerys is not his real name.

Nor is D.

Contact me on:
Blog written-with-a-sword.blogspot.…
Goodreads www.goodreads.com/D_E_M_Emrys
Facebook www.facebook.com/dememrys
Twitter twitter.com/DEMEmrys
Email DEMEmrys@hotmail.co.uk

Published Works:
'From Man to Man' - Available at: Amazon.com www.amazon.com/From-Man-Wroge-… - Amazon.co.uk www.amazon.co.uk/From-Man-Wrog… - Smashwords www.smashwords.com/books/view/…

Favourite Visual Artist

Jpmothman, Gazebi, RachelleFryatt.

Favourite Movies

Gladiator / The Expendables / Troy / King Arthur / Clash of the Titans (2010) / Lord of the Rings / Robin Hood.

Favourite TV Shows

The Big Bang Theory, Spartacus: Blood and Sand, Rome, Merlin, Robin Hood, Scrubs, My Name is Earl.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Avenged Sevenfold, Buck Cherry, Bullet for My Valentine, Blink 182, Slipknot.

Favourite Books

Too many to list!

Favourite Writers

Michael J Sullivan, David Gemmell, Steven Erikson, Peter V Brett, James Barclay, Joe Abercrombie.

Favourite Games

Dragon Age: Origins, LOTRO, SWKOTOR, Final Fantasy Series.

Favourite Gaming Platform

PC.

Tools of the Trade

Pen and Scrappy Notebook - Oh and a good ol' fashioned Welsh Longbow & a ruddy big sword!

Other Interests

Writing, Shooting, Blogging, Parkour, Reading, Sailing, Swimming, Running, Climbing, Abseiling, Guitar.

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Mar 1, 2013

Guest Post: Fantasy Author, Brian Staveley.

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Today I'm featuring another guest poster on my blog. In my last entry I invited Doug Strider, an indie Sci-fi author to discuss his work. In that post I introduced Doug by saying that 'Writing and publishing is not the dog eat dog world you'd think it is. Indie or indie, e-published or paperbound, genre or otherwise, for the most part the 'writing' community stick together - a pack, almost.' This is true in my experience. So, from an indie Sci-fi author to a upcoming traditionally published fantasy author, I give you the very entertaining Brian Staveley! …AND STAY DOWN! I just finished a post on the murder of main characters over at my blog

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Feb 25, 2013

Guest Post: Sci-Fi Author, Doug Strider.

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Writing and publishing is not the dog eat dog world you'd think it is. Indie or indie, e-published or paperbound, genre or otherwise, for the most part the 'writing' community stick together - a pack, almost. We have our alphas, our betas, cubs and sires. A pack sticks together, and that's what this post is about. At present, I have only published fantasy stories, but my second love is Sci-Fi. I stumbled across a Sci-Fi author by chance the other day, and found my god can he spin a good yarn! So without further ado, I'd like to introduce you to Doug Strider. Hello, I'm Doug Strider. There is a part of me that remains 7 years old. The part

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Feb 17, 2013

Can There Be Such a Thing as TOO Much Fantasy?

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Can there be such a thing as too much fantasy? Is the fantasy world over-populated? It's a valid question and one that keeps raising its ugly head in the current era of 'Lord of the Authors: The Fellowship of the Fantasy'. Without battling out the topic of Indie vs Traditional, I want to take a moment and talk about fantasy worlds. A simple blog post can't cover every single fantasy tome to have ever graced a book shelf (or a digital market place like Amazon, for all you e-publishing gurus), but we can highlight a few. J.R.R. Tolkien with his elves, and his dwarves, his hobbits with their hairy feet, and his trolls. Ringwraiths, a dark lor

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