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Re-reading The Golden Compass, The Subtle Knife, and The Amber Spyglass
all by Phillip(Phillup) Pullman

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White Knight Chronicles 29/40 Famitsu

I'm heavily anticipating White Knight Chronicles, it looks amazing to me.

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Excerpt from:His Dark materials:Book II: The Subtle Knife by; Philip Pullman

"Hester, don't you go before I do," Lee whispered.
'Lee, I couldn't abide to be anywhere away from you for a single second," she whispered back.
"You think the witch will come?"
'Sure she will. We should have called her before."
"We should have done a lot of things'
"maybe so..."
Another crack, and this time the bullet went deep somewhere inside, seeking out the center of his life. He thought: It won't find it there. Hester's my center. And he saw a blue flicker down below, and strained to bring the barrel over to it.
"He's the one," Hester breathed.
Lee found it hard to pull the trigger. Everything was hard.
He had to try three times, and finally he got it. The blue uniform tumbled away down the slope.
Another long silence. The pain nearby was losing its fear of him. It was like a pack of jackals, circling, sniffing, treading closer, and he knew they wouldn't leave him now till they'd eaten him bare.
"there's one man left," Hester muttered. "He's a-making for the zeppelin."
And Lee saw him mistily, one soldier of the Imperial guard creeping away from his company's defeat.
I cain't shoot a man in the back," Lee said.
"Shame to die with one bullet left, though."
So he took aim with his last bullet at the zeppelin itself, still roaring and straining to rise with its one engine, and the bullet must have been red-hot, or maybe a burning brand from the forest below was wafted to the airship on an updraft; for the gas suddenly billowed into an orange fireball, and the envelope and the metal skeleton rose a little way then tumbled down very slowly, gently, but full of fiery death.
And the man creeping away and the six or seven others who were hte only remnant of the Guard, and who hadn't dared come closer to the man holding the ravine, were engulfed by the fire that fell on them.
lee saw the fireball and heard through the roar in his ears Hester saying, "That's all of'em, Lee."
He said, or thought, "Those poor men didn't have to come to this, nor did we."
She said, "We held 'em off. We held out.. We're a-helping Lyra."
Then she was pressing her little proud broken self against his face, as close as she could get, and then they died.

Lit.Palace

Now, forgive me if this topic has been started before.

This is an area to share your favorite literature, as in, favorite poems, limericks, or excerpts from books.
Topic rules: 1:Nothing from an ero-book (adult literature) I know it's already unallowed here, but I may as well restate it, just in case.
2:You are free to share your opinion on another persons favorite work, although nothing like this: "Your so gay because you read Shakespeare!!"
3:If your favorite literature contains Old English, please interpret.

*insert cool "hi" variation here*

Welcome!

*awkward moment engaged*-- I'm from the U.S. ^^
*grabs a beer and pulls his trucker hat below his eyes* Howdy!

Guess the Game!!!

Anyone of the Broken sword games?
I doubted it.. but seriously? I'm lost on this one!
Can we get a company name or something? (unless thats against the rules)

Chrono Trigger DS

I won't be getting this for two reasons:
1:My DS was stolen by my mother for drug money.
2:I hated Chrono Trigger with a passion.

I need your opinion.

Ok, I will leave that out of my project then, I thank you for your ever-wise advice, kentona.