Okay so one thing for the 20th Anniversary we’re doing is – allowing a download of Family & Evolution.
Mainly because the old Archive died a horrible death.
So we’re setting up that in the month of April there will be available times to download it. After that – to late. This will be the one chance.
So who’s pulling out their LOTR books for a new read?
I have them an audiobooks, narrated by Andy Serkis – which is awesome and creepy. I will say it does take a while to get through them while driving as it’s the unabridged version!
Thorin was the son of Thrain who was the son of Thror. The king of an established yet unknown village of Erebor up in the mountains of Norway.
His grandfather Thror was not a kind man, and ruled his people with an iron fist keeping all it’s wealth to himself. In one of his campaigns he brought home a wife for his son, Thrain. Not soon after she gave birth to Thorin. Thror was happy for a strong heir, especially after the disappointment of his own son Thrain.
She raised her son to be strong, caring, and treat all with kindness. It was soon obvious Thorin took after his mother, in all things. He had her dark hair, strength, determination, and as he grew she would smile and tell everyone he took after his grandfather. She gifted Thorin, her grandfather’s sword – Orcrist. A weapon that had been passed down, and made of metal Thorin had never seen.
Thror soon realized that the woman he brought back was turning his people against him, and had her killed, along with his useless son. He set out to raise his grandson to be a strong King, never seeing that by the age of twelve Thorin was already plotting his fall.
Thorin made a deal with Smaug, offering up a crystal that was a family heirloom from his mother’s side. Smaug agreed to back Thorin, and at age sixteen he challenged Thror for the throne. In the end, Thror was dead and Thorin was crowned king.
He married not soon after, but tragically lost his wife in childbirth. She gave him two beautiful sons, Fili and Kili.
For the next twenty years Erebor prospered. Thorin made good alliance with other villages, trading their minerals and weapons for food and grains. It wasn’t until a warlord showed up demanding retributions that they lost everything.
Thorin ended up Turned, his family trying to figure out how to best handle this new situation. Then days later the warlord’s horde ransacked the village destroying everything and everyone.
This feels like the longest wait for Spring Fling.
How’s it going? I have a more secure plan just need to finish everything up.
Love it? Hate it?
It was one of my favorites – but alas *cries sadly* can’t have chocolate anymore *cries more*
Today is Global Recycling Day!
So instead of listing a specific charity – take today to recycle.
Patrick was born in 1966AD, in Armagh, Northern Ireland to Mary Ann McKenna, a former Nun. His biological father is unknown.
She raised him to be a devout Catholic, attending Mass every day of his life, and teaching him that God loved him, and He had a destiny waiting for him.
When he was six years old, he lost his mother in a UVF bombing at Armagh Cathedral – a protest against the visit by a Titular Archbishop on an Apostolic Mission from the Vatican, who had come to Ireland to try and broker peace. The boy’s survival saw him labelled as ‘The Little Miracle of Saint Patrick’.
The Archbishop took Patrick back with him to Italy, formally adopting him, stating that he would raise the boy in God’s Church.
Patrick had the Vatican as his playground and school yard. He remembered most fondly the Vatican Police officer who usually caught him running from the Nuns and dragged him back to his studies.
As he got older, he found himself talking with that same officer for hours, looking to him for wisdom and companionship.
Though he didn’t have to, when he was 18 he demanded that he follow through with his National Service to the Italian Military. Though he never learned to use a gun, he excelled at flying helicopters. Patrick never told the Vatican Police Officer, that he knew it was him who had made sure Patrick was safe during those two years.
When he returned, he dedicated his life to the Church, going through Seminary and becoming a Priest. When his ‘father’ became Pope, he took the position as Camerlengo – much to the dismay of many older men in the Church who had sought the position for themselves.
He was proud to see his friend go on to become Inspector General of Vatican Police.
When his father suddenly died, he was devastated.
The night of Conclave 2006AD, everything changed.
We’ve been working on updating images for Integridad Clan – so add a few of those to this month’s Random Pretties
So I’ve been working on a Fic outside Sylum to get back into the groove of thins.
I’ve posted the first chapter here on the blog – but instead of doing chapters on the blog – I’ve been posting to A03.
So instead of posting all the chapters I’ve already posted – I’m handing the link over!
Anyone wants to catch up on it – stop on by.
