Trilogy
World War 3: Fear, Power, and the Dangerous Language of Our Time
World War 3: Fear, Power, and the Dangerous Language of Our Time The phrase “World War 3” has become one of the most searched and shared terms in recent years. It appears in headlines, political speeches, social media posts, and everyday conversations. Some people treat it as an inevitable future, while others dismiss it as fear-mongering. The truth, however, lies in a more complex and serious space—one that demands caution, context, and responsibility.
By Wings of Time 21 days ago in Chapters
Duty Is a Mountain (CH 14)
Though Avtandil had come up the mountain easily, going down the other side proved considerably more difficult. The ceaseless babble of streams and murmur of trees on the wind frustrated him, as did the many obstacles he was forced to overcome. Carefully choosing his path, he crossed through woods and over small ravines and rivers as he made his way down. By the time he reached the bottom, his pride and the power of his arms had been spent on the tricky descent.
By H. J. Buell21 days ago in Chapters
Earth Beneath Your Feet (CH 12)
The next day dawned bright and sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Avtandil prepared himself and readied gear for his journey. Then he called Shermadin and gave him a letter tied with gold and sealed with wax. This would be read to the armies when they realized their general was gone. Until then, it would be kept away.
By H. J. Buell22 days ago in Chapters
The Lament of Shermadin (CH 11)
Shermadin cried out in denial when he heard what was planned, begging his friend to consider a different course of action. “Why must you face the dangers of our frontier without aid? I will accompany you, and we will ride away from the Kingdom together. Do you not think I would prefer the earth to cradle me beside instead of knowing you were alone when you needed my help most?”
By H. J. Buell23 days ago in Chapters
Avtandil's Confession (CH 10)
For twenty days, Avtandil rode across the Kingdom. He journeyed without pause, often riding through the night. In his heart, every step forward was one closer to Tinatin, the treasure and joy of his world. Nothing would steer him from his course or the fulfillment of his vows. He was neither cold nor tired, as the fires of love within kept him warm and filled with vigor.
By H. J. Buell24 days ago in Chapters
A Meeting with the King (CH 09)
As General of the armies, he could not simply leave the Kingdom without permission from Rostevan, so he went to see him. When he entered the audience hall, Avtandil learned the King was busy. Frustrated, he gave a brief message to the chamberlain.
By H. J. Buell25 days ago in Chapters
Tinatin's Secret (CH 08)
“I know you are in love with me. There is no lie in saying this. Your heart is my captive, and you are my prisoner. Tears flow from your eyes without pause, and your soul is rent by my absence. I am certain you cannot escape this Fate because I am also slain thousands of times over. Perhaps you might ask yourself what King wants for lovers, but you would be misguided. I am no stranger to admiration from afar, but I have always belonged to you. Until now, I alone have kept this knowledge.”
By H. J. Buell26 days ago in Chapters
An Unexpected Gift (CH 07)
No more than a knock at the door, and the world fell from Avtandil’s feet. Like a steed galloping across an open plain, his heart raced within his chest. He had never met Tinatin alone. There were always prying eyes in the Kingdom. No one was aware of his secret, but, despite the late hour, the ache in his soul would not let him resist her summons.
By H. J. Buell27 days ago in Chapters
A Contest of Kings (CH 04)
The day of their challenge dawned bright and sunny, without a cloud in the sky. Avtandil arrived early to meet Rostevan and his armies, wearing crimson armor and riding a white steed. He wore a veil of gold links over his eyes, and his cheeks shone like cut ruby. He was accompanied by his most trusted advisor, Shermadin, who had been his best friend since childhood. Like his Lord, he was also skilled in the art of war.
By H. J. Buellabout a month ago in Chapters
