Monday, 31 October 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #3

Today we have something different for Six Sentence Sunday. This is a from 'The Company of the Dead', featuring different characters in a different world to Deathhawk's Betrayal. You can learn a little more about this world on other pages of my website. Look for 'Vows of Blood' on the books page and 'Ellieva' on the characters page.

Lyram plunged into the melee. It was a nightmare of screaming and flashing blades, reeking of blood and smoke. Something too soft to be cobbles gave under his foot. Pushing on, he cut the next man down with a brutal slash.
The faltering defence rallied in his wake. Soldiers pushed forward, closed ranks, forcing the mass of enemy soldiers back.

You can find more Six Sentence Sunday writers here

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Hear Me, Heretic! An Introduction to the Discworld

It has come to my attention there are heretics among us. Yes, heretics. Some of you have not read the Discworld series by Terry Pratchett!

*Pause here for shocked gasps*

If you’re sitting there thinking ‘I haven’t read it’ or ‘What the hell is the Discworld?’, then yes, I’m talking to you, heretic!

Don’t feel too bad. My Dad is also a heretic. It has become one of my life’s ambitions to convince him to read just one Discworld book. Just one. The Australian one didn’t work. I’m currently trying the science angle. 

The original and subsequent covers in Australia and the UK
If you don’t know the greatness that is Terry Pratchett, then you don’t know what you are missing. It is one of the world’s greatest tragedies that Mr Pratchett is suffering from early onset Alzheimer’s. The loss of his genius will be a cruel blow to literature. Go forth immediately, infidel, and beg, borrow or steal (or hey, even buy!) a copy of The Colour of Magic. It’s got dragons. I promise.  

I am here to introduce you to the magical wonders of the Discworld series via the first two books, The Colour of Magic and The Light Fantastic. Since there are two books, I’ll be doing this over two posts.

Unlike the rest of the Discworld books, you really do need to read both of these together. You don’t get a real conclusion to The Colour of Magic without reading The Light Fantastic. And, like many other series I’ve read, I didn’t start with the first book. Are you surprised? No? Didn’t think so. Someone bought me The Light Fantastic and in ignorance I read it and had to backtrack to The Colour of Magic. One day, we will find a series where I started at book one. What a novel idea...

Here’s the blurb from The Colour of Magic.
On a world supported on the back of a giant turtle (sex unknown), a gleeful, explosive, wickedly eccentric expedition sets out. There’s an avaricious but inept wizard, a naive tourist whose luggage moves on hundreds of dear little legs, dragons who only exist if you believe in them, and of course THE EDGE of the planet...
OK, that’s maybe not how I would have put it. The Discworld really is a disc, carried on the backs of four elephants, standing on the shell of the giant turtle swimming through space. The wizard is Rincewind, who is my most favourite Discworld character of all-time. He’s a wizard, but he is well and truly inept. He wears a pointy hat that reads ‘Wizzard’ just so people know what he is. He only knows one spell (but obviously not how to spell, ha ha) and he can’t use it. As for the luggage on ‘dear little legs’... Possibly my second favourite character. A box? Yes. However, if I had to describe the Luggage, I would probably have said ‘walking sentient box with homicidal tendencies’.  The word ‘dear’ wouldn’t feature.

This is our introduction to Rincewind, fleeing from a burning city and waylaid by two barbarians. He has just called one of the barbarians a ‘shadow-loving fleabag’ and the barbarian objects. How does Rincewind respond?
‘You don’t understand at all,’ said the wizard wearily. ‘I’m so scared of you my spine has turned to jelly, it’s just that I’m suffering from an overdose of terror right now. I mean, when I’ve got over that then I’ll have time to be decently frightened of you.’
That’s Rincewind, our friendly cowardly hero. He’d really prefer you dropped the ‘hero’ part. He introduces his companion as Twoflower, the man who started the fire. The barbarians ask if he is an arsonist.
‘No. Let’s just say that if complete and utter chaos was lightning, then Twoflower’d be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting “All gods are bastards”.’
Twoflower. Typical tourist, right?
I have to say that is a pretty fair description of Twoflower. Everywhere he goes, he draws trouble without meaning to. For example, he introduces the citizens of Ankh-Morpork (the burning city) to the idea of insurance (or in-sewer-ants as the locals say it). In his well meaning fashion, Twoflower insures the local pub, not realising all the pub owner understands is if his pub burns down, he gets gold. Do you start to see how the city caught fire? Not so good for Rincewind, who would like a quiet life followed by a quiet, painless death. 

Twoflower is a tourist from ‘the Counterweight Continent’, so-called because it has so much gold it makes up the weight of all the other continents combined. Needless to say, gold there doesn’t have quite the same value it does elsewhere, and Twoflower flashes far too much of it for his own safety. He is also looking to experience ‘authentic’ heroes and describes the pub as ‘a genuine Morporkian tavern.... All these quaint old beams’. 
Rincewind glanced around quickly, in case some leakage of enchantment from the Magicians’ Quarter across the river had momentarily transported them to some other place. No – this was still the interior of the Drum, its walls stained with smoke, its floor a compost of old rushes and nameless beetles, its sour beer not so much purchased as just hired for a while. He tried to fit the image around the word ‘quaint’. His mind reeled back from the effort.
You can see that Twoflower’s perception of things doesn’t really match reality. A very dangerous tendency. He also doesn’t speak the local language. Rincewind, poor wizard that he is, happens to know multiple languages and signs on as his tourist guide. Although he does so purely for the massive amount of gold Twoflower is offering, Rincewind is, at heart, a nice enough fellow trying to get Twoflower out of trouble. 
‘Stranger,’ said Rincewind levelly. ‘If you stay here, you will be knifed or poisoned by nightfall. But don’t stop smiling, or so will I.’
OK, himself as well. 

When Rincewind starts to discover how much gold Twoflower really has he knows he’s gotten himself into trouble.
Artist's impression of the imaginary dragons
As a student wizard, Rincewind had never achieved high marks in precognition, but now unused circuits in his brain were throbbing and the future might as well have been engraved in bright colours on his eyeballs. The space between his shoulder-blades began to itch. The sensible thing to do, he knew, was to buy a horse... But what would happen to Twoflower, all alone in a city where even the cockroaches had an unerring instinct for gold? A man would have to be a real heel to leave him.
Look for Part 2 to meet some more of the characters (including an up close and personal encounter with the Luggage!) and to learn if Rincewind is, in fact, a heel. 

What do you think? If you’ve read the books, don’t give it away for those who haven’t!

All quotes are from The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett. Go buy a copy or follow Terry Pratchett on Twitter @terryandrob

Monday, 24 October 2011

A Dragon By Any Other Name

Are you a draconic purist? Do you firmly believe that a dragon has certain qualities and if it doesn't it's not a dragon? Or do you subscribe to close enough is good enough? If it has scales, wings and breathes fire (or not) it's a dragon, no matter what you call it?

I admit to being a purist. And a pretty rabid one at that. When I first saw the 'dragon' in the Harry Potter movies, I waxed lyrical about the fact that it was not in fact a dragon at all but a wyvern. My friends still remember it to this day. I was disappointed that such a big budget movie couldn't get the detail right. It made no difference to the story which depiction was used, but apart from being a purist, I am also a perfectionist with an eye for detail. How much more effort would it have taken to get it right? None, I am sure. It was just ignorance or laziness. And if it was ignorance, then someone (whoever was responsible for that particular piece of imagery) needs to learn more about the genre they are working in.

Some of the 'dragons' in 'How To Train Your Dragon' were also wyverns (of the variety modelled after pterosaurs - that is, they use their wings to substitute for front limbs). The movie was hilarious enough for me to overlook it, particularly as the main dragon was a proper dragon with four legs.  

A pterosaur-type wyvern 'dragon' from 'How to Train Your Dragon'
So are you nodding your agreement? Or are you thinking 'This chick is a bit of a nutjob'.

If it's the latter, you're probably also thinking 'Doesn't she realise dragons aren't real? It's made up! It can look like whatever we want it to look like!'

Well yes... and no.

Dragons are not real and if this comes as news to you, then you're a little more whacked than I am. But the body of mythology from which they originate and the body of literature that has grown up around them is very real.

In fact, if you search Wikipedia, you will find this reference:

"Dragons are usually shown in modern times with a body like a huge lizard, or a snake with two pairs of lizard-type legs, and able to emit fire from their mouths. The European dragon has bat-type wings growing from its back. A dragon-like creature with no front legs is known as a wyvern."
Ah, yes, the wyvern. That's what we see in Harry Potter. A wyvern. Thank you, Wikipedia, for being as much a purist as I am.

You'll also notice the Wikipedia reference talks about European dragons. That is the typical type of dragon we find in the fantasy genre. I am not here discussing Chinese dragons, which are an entirely different type of beast.

So now we have dragons and wyverns. What about the multiple-headed dragon? Can't we just call it a two-headed dragon? Or a seven-headed dragon?

No, actually, that also has a name! We call it a 'hydra', although typically a hydra has three, seven or nine heads. Typically, severing one of its heads causes two more to grow. Nasty! The hydra originates from the Greek legend of Heracles. In that tale, Heracles defeated the hydra by severing the hydra's one mortal head, thus killing it. Of course, finding that one vulnerable head in a writhing nest of poison-spitting, fanged mouths would be no easy task. Presumably Heracles thought so too. He solved this problem by severing each head in turn and burning the stump of each neck (with fire, or the beast's own poisonous blood - there are two versions) to prevent them growing back. Process of elimination! Brilliant...

If you're a purist, you probably already know this. If you don't, maybe it's news for you. Here's some pictures to help you out!
A typical dragon. It has four legs, bat-like wings and is scaled. It probably breathes fire.This picture helpfully has a person drawn in to give us scale
A wyvern. Notice it has only two legs? This mythological reptile is more bird-shaped than a dragon.Typically they are much smaller than dragons (being an inferior cousin). It isn't usually much more than twice a man's height, or a quarter the size of the dragon (above)
A hydra. Less commonly depicted than dragons or wyverns. This one has seven heads, one of the 'typical' numbers associated with hydras. They are sometimes but not always depicted with wings.
So, do you believe a dragon by any other name is still a dragon?

Or are you a purist who will cite the various qualities of the different species at the slightest hint of a debate?

Put another way, are you with me or against me?

Share your thoughts!

You can find other posts in mythical creatures series here - Fantastical Horses, Creatures of the Sky, Mythical creatures of the Sea - Part 1 and Part 2, and Spirits of Inland Waterways

If you enjoyed this post, please feel free to check out my previous posts if you haven't already. If you're finding yourself here often, you might like to join as a member, sign up to the blog through RSS or email, or subscribe to my newsletter.

Don't forget to share the love and spread the word on Twitter, Facebook or StumbleUpon (or other social networking site of your choice) if you know other people who might also enjoy this.

Thanks for stopping by and visiting with us!

Thursday, 20 October 2011

Down Memory Lane: The Sword of Shannara

I don’t recall when I first read the Sword of Shannara by Terry Brooks or how many times I have read it now. 

The original cover art in Australia
It can’t have been any later than 1992 because I gave a speech in my final year at primary school (elementary school) about the Shannara books – however many of them existed at that point. I forgot I was supposed to do a speech that week and had to write one in a hurry. I must have been reading the books at the time and it was flavour of the month. 

Like many other books I picked up in my early years, I read these out of order. The Elfstones of Shannara was the first in the series I read and I’m not sure when I went back and read the Sword of Shannara.

This book is very classic fantasy – or you might even say formulaic, but I enjoy it nevertheless. Think Lord of the Rings. Allanon (Gandalf) arrives to rescue Shea Ohmsford (Frodo) who is the only person who can wield (carry) the Sword of Shannara (the One Ring) and is being hunted by Skull Bearers (Ringwraiths). He must take the Sword of Shannara to confront and destroy the Warlock Lord (Sauron). Looks very familiar doesn’t it?

Shea is also joined by a company of heroes to help him along his way, including two elves (OK, we get two of Legolas) and a dwarf (Gimli). We don’t get three hobbit companions, but we do get Flick Ohmsford (Shea’s adopted brother) and Menion Leah (a close family friend of the Ohmsfords and filling in for Aragorn). 

Shea is also superficially very much like Frodo. He comes from Shady Vale (the Shire), an isolated community of hard-working but unworldly people called Valemen (hobbits). He’s never been out into the world and is ill-equipped to defend himself, especially against dark and magical creatures like the Skull Bearers. OK, not the most original name, but this was a first book and dates back to the 70s. Be kind.

Of all the Shannara books, this is not my favourite. It is possibly my least favourite. Looking at it against Lord of the Rings I now wonder if that’s why. I know it has been criticised for its resemblance to Lord of the Rings. But it is still an enjoyable read, although possibly a bit slow in places. More so on re-reads I think, though it’s been a while for me. It is a first book and I don’t think Brooks’s later books are so obviously unoriginal. Brooks freely admits he was heavily influenced by Tolkien when he wrote this book. 

It is worth reading for the scene-setting it does for the later books – understanding the fact that Shea is a half-elf and the last surviving descendent of the Elven royal house of Shannara. Only a descendant of Jerle Shannara can wield the Sword, and this is important in later books as well. Also Shea is given the blue Elfstones, might weapons of magic, which can only be wielded by those of Elven blood. This also becomes an important plot point later in the series. It's also useful to understand some of the history. The Shannara series is set in a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by a chemical or nuclear holocaust. The survivors have warily turned to magic as a source of power in the new world. Science is almost completely shunned, its knowledge lost.

Way cooler cover art! I want this one. Presumably that's Paranor.
Well, I guess now I’ve told you, you don’t need to read it for those reasons, but reading the book is still a fun way to really understand how these things are important, instead of being just backstory to a later book. I should know. I read the books out of order, remember?

The most intriguing character in my opinion is Allanon. He is the last of the Druids, and he sleeps the Druid Sleep at Paranor, the Druid’s Keep, unless things are terribly wrong in the world. Tough gig, huh? You’d hope the pay is good. 

Unfortunately it’s not. Instead he is the object of suspicion, mistrust and downright hatred in many quarters, particularly human lands. Things are a bit better among the Elves and Dwarves. Flick in particular distrusts Allanon’s motives. He has good cause – Allanon is charged to protect the Four Lands as a whole and sacrifices must be made. 

Despite that, I feel more sympathy for Allanon than Flick. The Valeman is a dour stick in the mud and Allanon is a tormented, conflicted figure of myth and legend trying his best to save a bunch of ungrateful louts who do nothing but ostracise him in return. That takes some serious dedication and qualifies you for ‘way cool’ status in my opinion. He’s also about 7 feet tall and nearly always shrouded in black robes. This is a character who is just awesome without being invincible. 

Allanon is also the only character with a significant repeat appearance in the first three books, as Terry Brooks move onto successive generations of Ohmsfords with each book. If you haven’t read them, don’t panic! I’ve read some books where sequels were significant disappointments because of this, but if there is a master of getting it right, it is Terry Brooks. He masterfully engages the reader in the new Omhsford without making us feel we have lost our connection with the previous ones. 

This isn’t the most original book, and it’s not Terry Brooks’s best book either. When is a first book ever an author’s best effort? I should like to think we all improve with time and I will write about some of his other books in the future. But it is an enjoyable read and if you’re looking for something your kids can read (like my Dad was) this book qualifies. No sex, no drugs, no graphic violence. I’m assuming if you’re reading this blog you don’t have an issue with magical and supernatural themes! 

Oh, one other downside. It has no dragons. Can you believe that? Got Trolls though.


Sunday, 16 October 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #2

Another excerpt from my novel 'Deathhawk's Betrayal'. I've just sent the entire manuscript off to the Unpublished Manuscript Competition with Writing Australia. Wish me luck! 
In the meantime, enjoy!
Aldenon’s hand groped until it found the knife strapped to Astarl’s leg and pressed it into her hand. Her fingers refused to close around the hilt and the knife fell back to the floor. She jerked her hand away as if burned.
‘You can.’ He caught her hand back, kissing her fingertips. ‘It will be just like every other time.’

You can find more Six Sentence Sunday writers here.

Friday, 14 October 2011

On the Cusp of Exhaustion

Yesterday I sent my manuscript ‘Deathhawk’s Betrayal’ to Writing Australia’s Unpublished Manuscript Award. I had done four sets of revisions after receiving feedback from my beta readers, and a couple before that. The latest four sets of revisions required me to edit and revise solidly from April until, well, yesterday. In case you’re wondering, yes that means I read my own 90,000 word novel (approximately 320 A4 double-spaced pages) four times in the last six months. 

Can I say I am exhausted? The last three weeks especially have been gruelling. As I mistook the closing date for October 31 instead of October 13, the last three weeks required me to edit 3000 words a day to finish in time. If I wasn’t working, I was more or less writing. On the train to work, on the train from work, and after dinner until around 11pm. Did I mention I get up at 5:45am? Oh and Sunday night I got three hours sleep due to a restless toddler. 

 As much as I love it, I do not want to look at that manuscript for at least several months. Fortunately, results are not released until the end of November. If I don’t win, I can let it sit until next year. If I do win, they are going to give me money to pay someone to mentor me. Yay! Call me pessimistic, but I don’t have any real expectations of winning. As you know, I write fantasy. Unless the competition is dedicated exclusively to speculative fiction, trying to win a competition with a piece of fantasy fiction is akin to trying to win an Oscar with something like ‘Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl’. And we all know how well that went - don't we?

So now I am at a loose end. What am I going to do with all my time? 

As it turns out I actually have a list as long as my arm. I’ve promised about three people guest blogs. I have to catch up on my own blogs, which I had let slide for the last week. I did a new post for Somebody Has To Say It last night and of course this one today. I’m participating in Six Sentence Sunday again this week and there will probably be another post here on Flight of the Dragon early next week. 

On top of that I had committed to read and review two books. If you are one of these people, I am terribly sorry for the delay. I am on to this now. Less formally, there are two people who have asked me to provide some pointers on their own work and I also participate in two critique groups, one of which is very active.

What I’m looking forward to the most, though, is reading. I haven’t read very much at all in the last six months and I miss it! Here is my reading list as it stands at the moment:

  1. ‘The Ways of Kings: Part 2’ by Brandon Sanderson;
  2. ‘Spirit Gate’ and ‘Shadow Gate’ by Kate Elliott;
  3. ‘Medalon’ by Jennifer Fallon;
  4. 'The Iron Tree’ by Cecelia Dart-Thornton;
  5. ‘Master of Dragons’ by Margaret Weis;
  6. ‘The Bourne Identity’ by Eric Van Lustbader;
  7. ‘The Magician’s Guild’ by Trudi Canavan;
  8. 'The Blade Itself’ by Joe Abercrombie;
  9. ‘A Dance With Dragons’ by George R. R. Martin;
  10. ‘The Omen Machine’ by Terry Goodkind;
  11. ‘Royal Exile’, ‘Tyrant’ and ‘Goddess’ by Fiona McIntosh;
  12. 'Path of Revenge’ by Russell Kirkpatrick;
  13. ‘Nascence’ by Tobias S Buckell;
  14. ‘The Assassins: Forged in Blood’ by Goran Zidar;
  15. ‘Grand Duchy’ by Kevin Edwards;
  16. ‘Witches’ by Phil Stern.
  17. ‘The Commander and the Den Asaan Rautu’ by Michelle Franklin
  18. ‘The Serpent Bride', The Twisted Citadel’ and ‘The Infinity Gate’ by Sara Douglass;
  19. ‘Stormed Fortress’ and ‘Initiate’s Trial’ by Janny Wurts.
I am looking forward to it with child-like delight!

You can learn more about 'Deathhawk’s Betrayal' here and the protagonist, Astarl, here. Look out for another excerpt this Sunday in Six Sentence Sunday.

Sunday, 9 October 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

This is my first week participating in Six Sentence Sunday. I saw it last week and felt inspired to do it.

This is an excerpt from my unpublished manuscript 'Deathhawk's Betrayal'.

He was armed and she wasn’t. It didn’t matter. Attacking with hands and feet, she forced him backwards with a flurry of blows. Rage drove her onwards, wringing unexpected strength and speed from her. Danek backed into the sitting room. Lost in the whirlwind of fury and need for his blood, Astarl pushed after him.

You can find more Six Sentence Sunday writers here.

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

My Passion Play: Richard and Kahlan

The couple I have selected for my Passion Play is Richard Cypher and Kahlan Amnell from the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind. If I had to pick my favourite books, it would have to be this series. Without a doubt theirs is the greatest romance I have yet read. 

There is so much I would love to say about their tortured relationship but there are eleven books. A twelfth has just been released that follows the close of the main conflict, but unfortunately I have not read it yet. It would definitely ruin the series for any of you who haven’t read it if I was to go on about all the insurmountable obstacles Richard and Kahlan must face. Even the little I will say here will give away some secrets in the first book, Wizard’s First Rule. Don’t worry, I’m not giving away the ending. 

At the opening of Wizard’s First Rule, Richard Cypher is a woods guide in Westland, a land screened away from the magic of the rest of the world by a barrier made of the underworld. Out in the woods, he sees a woman pursued by four big heavily armed men. Although they are obviously trained soldiers and Richard has nothing but a belt-knife, he doesn’t hesitate to interfere. He doesn’t even know why they are chasing her. That’s just the kind of man Richard is. 

Things probably wouldn’t have turned out so well for him except for the intervention of ‘thunder without sound’. Of course, things also wouldn’t have turned out so well for her without his intervention either. From their very first meeting, Richard and Kahlan rely on each other.

The woman he has rescued is Kahlan Amnell. What Richard doesn’t know is she is the Mother Confessor of the Midlands, a land of magic on the other side of the underworld barrier. The Midlands lies in great peril from a tyrant named Darken Rahl and she has come searching for the long-lost great wizard to name a Seeker of Truth.

What we, the reader, gradually learn is that a ‘Confessor’ is a woman who has the power to compel others to love her. When she releases her power it makes ‘thunder without sound’. A terrible power and one the Confessors are bound to use in the name of justice. The Confessors travel the Midlands enforcing the law and taking ‘confessions’ when necessary. A heart-breaking part of her duty is when someone condemned to death requests a Confessor. She knows he must be innocent to ask to be touched, but she must touch him anyway and in so doing destroy him. 

The problem for Richard and Kahlan’s love is two-fold:

  1. Once touched by a Confessor’s power, that person is wholly and solely devoted to her, forgetting all responsibilities, family and friends. The person they were is destroyed. There is no cure to a Confessor’s touch, although sometimes someone proven innocent by a Confessor’s touch can be changed to an animal, which lessens (but does not remove) the effect of the Confessor’s touch; and
  2. A Confessor does not ‘summon’ her power, she ‘holds it in’. It requires effort on her part to do that. If she forgets, she will accidentally release her power and anyone touching her will be destroyed. A Confessor is rarely distracted enough to forget to hold her power in... except, say, in the ultimate moment of passion?
For this reason a Confessor’s mate is always a man she has touched with her power and never someone she actually cared. To make love to a man she cared for would be to destroy the very man she loves. 

What hope do Richard and Kahlan have?

Everyone else would tell them none, but Richard is a ‘rare person’ and to his mind every problem has a solution. It is this very quality that has made him ideal for the post of Seeker of Truth. Richard always finds the truth. No exceptions.

I’m not going to tell you how he gets around it. All I will say is have hope! 

Not too much, though, because their relationship is fraught with just about every conceivable hurdle.
I have been told by a few of my readers (OK, not that I have many just yet) that I do terrible things to my characters. I am but a humble apprentice at the feet of the master. The things Terry Goodkind does to his characters boggles the mind. Re-reading this series can be hard (as much as I love it!) because I read in anticipation of the horror I know is coming. 

Just to touch on some of the things Richard and Kahlan must overcome, there are several forced separations and kidnappings, the mistaken belief than one or both of them is dead (fortunately they don’t deal with this Romeo and Juliet style), and forced, consummated marriages to other people. 

No matter what terrible things Terry Goodkind does to this couple, I read on for the last 50 pages of each book. I read on, comfortable in my faith that all will be set right and generally bloody and terminal things will happen to the bad guys.

I live for the ‘You really shouldn’t have done that’ moment in each book. I crave it. Maybe it’s what I love the most. Richard is not unstoppable (no convincing good guy is) but there is a line that cannot be crossed. It usually involves something someone has done to Kahlan. And once crossed, there is no coming back. 

Down that road lies only the bringer of death and his Sword of Truth.

Author’s Note: There is a TV series loosely based on these series of novels. The books are much better. I haven’t even finished watching the TV series because watching it just made me miss all the cool things that happen in the books but not the TV series. Richard’s total awesomeness just doesn’t come across in the TV series, although I commend Craig Horner for his depiction of Richard. The limitations were due to the script deviating from the books and not Craig Horner’s performance.

Today’s dragon picture is of Scarlet, Darken Rahl’s red dragon, with Richard and Kahlan.

Total Pageviews

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...