Read The Long War 03 - The Red Prince Online
Authors: A. J. Smith
Tags: #Fantasy, #Science Fiction & Fantasy
About the Chronicles of the Long War
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THIRD CHRONICLE OF THE LONG WAR
Chapter 1: Randall of Darkwald in the Town of Kabrin
Chapter 2: Kale Glenwood in the Duchy of Haran
Chapter 3: Tyr Nanon in the Fell
Chapter 4: Fallon of Leith in the City of South Warden
Chapter 5: Bronwyn of Canarn in the Moon Woods
Chapter 6: Halla Summer Wolf in the City of Jarvik
Chapter 7: Gwendolyn of Hunter’s Cross in the Duchy of Haran
Chapter 8: Randall of Darkwald in the City of Kessia
Chapter 9: Dalian Thief Taker in the City of Ro Weir
Chapter 10: Lord Bromvy Black Guard in the City of Canarn
Chapter 11: Kale Glenwood in the City of Ro Weir
Chapter 1: Fallon the Grey in the Realm of Scarlet
Chapter 2: Bronwyn of Canarn in the Moon Woods
Chapter 3: Halla Summer Wolf at the Bear’s Mouth
Chapter 4: Gwendolyn of Hunter’s Cross in the City of Ro Tiris
Chapter 5: Randall of Darkwald in the City of Thrakka
Chapter 6: Fynius Black Claw in the City of South Warden
Chapter 7: Fallon the Grey in the Realm of Scarlet
Chapter 8: Tyr Nanon in the City of Ro Weir
Chapter 9: Bronwyn of Canarn in the Realm of Scarlet
Chapter 10: Saara the Mistress of Pain in the City of Ro Weir
Chapter 11: Gwendolyn of Hunter’s Cross in the Merchant Enclave of Cozz
Chapter 12: Utha the Ghost in the City of Thrakka
About the Chronicles of the Long War
An Invitation from the Publisher
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IANTS
became fewer and mortal creatures became more numerous, before ages had names and when time was still in its infancy, the blood was still strong.
The weak beings of this age took the blood gladly and mortal mated with Giant until mighty creatures rose to rule the rock, tree, earth and sea.
As the Giants disappeared, they left beings of strength and twisted form to rule their lands and fight their Long War. These old bloods were few and most bore a visage of madness which they used to cow the primitive men. Faces and bodies, half-twisted by the enormity of their blood, and minds with cunning intent.
As long ages passed, the old bloods waned until the blood was almost spent. They warred with the Great Race of Jekka and they warred with each other. Through the inexorable passage of time, mortals forgot about their masters.
The old bloods that remained bore children and the blood diluted until all that was left were abnormal remnants of Deep Time.
As the Jekkans left and men appeared, gaining their own power, naming their own lands, kingdoms and empires, the old bloods retreated to the darkness of the world. Some hid in forests, some in the deepest caves and some – those that could pass as men – walked paths of their own and kept alive the blood of Giants.