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Mythological Britain

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https://www.thebookwormsuk.com Castles in Wales I love to write about medieval times and i'm pretty lucky to live right around the corner from these two beauties..... Ewloe Castle and Hawarden Castle, (castles in Wales) both entirely different from yet completely clad in mystery.  Not much is known of Ewloe castle, least of all why someone felt the need to build a castle in the middle of the woods. There is no viewpoint advantage since it is surrounded by ancient trees and rather hidden from sight. Tucked away, deliberately secretive for some unknown reason and cast into a likely dark, forboding existence, it is now nothing more than a ruin. A shrine of forgotten tales that one can muster up from the depths of their imaginations, whether it be folklore, thriller, horror or fairytale, there is a wealth of knowledge buried here, just waiting for stories to be thought up.  Hawarden castle is less mysterious since there is a wealth of history here, far be

The Princess, the Pauper, the Gentleman and the Friend (Character Profiles)

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Character Profiles https://www.thebookwormsuk.com                                            Princess Alana - The Princess Princess Alana was raised in a castle and is daughter to the renowned King reuben. She is beautiful, rides a black stallion and is very fond of the pauper and his brother . She lost her mother as a young child and was raised alongside her bother, Prince Marcus. She is a determined, strong willed and courageous Princess. Rafe - The Pauper Rafe is the son of a tavern master, raised in a small town with no nobility in his blood. He begins life as a pauper. He is well known for his fist fighting skills as a brawler. He is honest, brave and the only one, in over a century, to be chosen to wear the mask guarded by fallen warriors. He was not born a hero, but has the destiny to become one. Miller - The Gentleman Miller is a mysterious character. With roots in piracy, he has connections to Rafe’s father. He is wealthy and loyal to

Journey to a grave - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 https://www.thebookwormsuk.com The Journey to a Grave It took them three days to get home. Three gruelling days of asking for help and begging for food. And in those three days, Rafe vowed never to return to the Grey Valley. Sam had been right. Nobody had wanted to steal their horse, since she had died in the heavy rain. But somebody had decided to steal the six kegs of ale they had left on the side of the carriage path. Rafe carried Cherubim’s Mask in his sack, determined not to let anyone see it. A mask of pure gold would likely be targeted by thieves and he very much wanted to keep it.      Hurt that their father had not come to meet them along the way, they trudged on the muddy roads, passed by horse drawn carriages whose drivers never took pity on them. Hungry and worn, they thought that nothing could bring them more relief than seeing their humble townhouse nestled between the butcher’s and the blacksmith’s. But once again, they were wron