Some had hurled spears first. Those spears thumped into our shields, making them unwieldy, but it hardly mattered. The leading Danes tripped on the hidden timbers and the men behind pushed the falling...
So sanity is not a requisite of soldiering,’ Wellesley said quietly.
Ranks of men on foot, men with shields, men with weapons, a shield wall that was meant to awe us, and it did.A shield wall is a terrible thing. It is a wall of wood, iron, and steel with one purpose a...
Ragnall Ivarson. I had never met him, but I knew him. I knew his reputation. No man sailed a ship better, no man fought more fiercely, no man was held in more fear. He was a savage, a pirate, a wild k...
Quando um inimigo quer conversar significa que não quer lutar.
Pyrlig laughed. Being alive is bad in a Christian! We say people are saints if they’re good, but how few of us become saints? We’re all bad! Some of us just try to be good.
Play with the devil, Finan said, and you get burned.
People like mystery. They want nothing explained, because when things are explained then there is no hope left.
Os bardos cantam sobre o amor e sobre como as mulheres desejam o amor, mas ninguém sabe o que ele é até que, como uma lança atirada do escuro, ele acerta.
Não seja estúpido, Derfel – reagiu Merlin impaciente. – Os druidas não têm permissão de escrever nada, é contra as regras. Você sabe disso! Assim que você escreve alguma coisa ela se torna fixa. Vira...
Non volevo parlare con Artù e non volevo vederlo. Salii sul promontorio e pregai gli dei, implorandoli di tornare in Britannia. Mentre pregavo, gli uomini del Kernow condussero la regina Isotta fino a...
Madness has a purpose! It’s a gift from the Gods, and like all their gifts it comes with a price,
Madness ends sometimes. The Gods decree it, not man.
Lust is the deceiver. Lust wrenches our lives until nothing matters except the one we think we love, and under that deceptive spell we kill for them, give all for them, and then, when we have what we...
It was then I first saw Ubba fight and marveled at him, for he was a bringer of death, a grim warrior, sword lover. He did not fight in a shield wall, but ran into his enemies, shield slamming one way...
It was an unsettling thought, that somehow we were sliding back into the smoky dark and that never again would man make something so perfect as this small building.
It takes a weak man to prove his strength by striking a woman.
It is hard to force obedience, he said, without encouraging resentment.
Instead he was summoning his last tension, like a bowman drawing the cord of a hunting bow an extra inch to give the arrow deadly force, then Steapa howled like an animal and charged. Weland charged t...
If the Danes come, he spoke to Wulfhere, you must let me fight.You don't know how to fight.Then you must teach me. He slid Serpent-Breath back into the scabbard. Wessex needs a king who can fight, he...