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Chapter 1  The Violinist “Nothing is ever as it appears. Ever does both preconception and experience colour perception. We cannot avoid them, but we can all better serve ourselves by being aware of their influence.” General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk The sound of voices filled the open area in front of the large building. The din was so loud almost nothing else could be heard but the sound of the cars that bustled by in the crowded streets and streamed in and out of the parking lot. Throughout Paddington Station, the guards grumbled to themselves at the absurd levels of people pouring into the station. The veteran guards, of

Chapter 1  The Uninvited Opportunity “While all war is tragic, the loss of life is always more brutal when a nation finds its only resort is to start killing its own. And no matter which side wins, the whole of the people and their culture will always lose.” General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk “Blasted thing,” the farmer muttered as the tractor spluttered to a stop. He needed a new one, he knew, but this had been his father’s tractor, and this was his father’s land. He just couldn’t get rid of it that easily. He looked at his barn, a whole mile away across his field. He grumbled and swung his leg

(All characters and locations within belong to J.K. Rowling unless otherwise stated.) Chapter 1 The Lost Boy and the Envoy “It was General William Tecumseh Sherman who spoke the words ‘War is cruelty.’ He was right.” General (ret.) Jigme Dorji Wengshuk The hot sun beat down on the boy as he lay on the dusty ground. He had stumbled over an old barbed wire fence he hadn’t seen in the tall grass. He just lay there for a while, his eyes closed, trying to think. At least he was face down so the sun was beating on the back of his head and not his face. He didn’t know where he was, and he didn’t care. A

"Bee, I swear if you---" She pulled on my tie, and it came loose. She looked at me with wide eyes. "Oops." she whispered. We stopped in the middle of the hallway, and the others caught up with us. Mom smacked away my hands and redid my tie. Brooklyn jumped on my back, and we entered the ballroom. We looked around in awe. Crystals hung from the ceiling, ranging from black to purple. The tables were lined up against the wall, covered in matching purple and black fabric. A tall cake was placed in the corner. It's tiers varied from black and purple. A DJ was set up in front of the big dance floor. "Mom, it looks wonderful!" Ivy exclaimed, huggi