John Flanagan
John Flanagan
mistake shows true-worth
Anyone can make a mistake.... It's how they learn from it and recover from it that shows their true worth.
sometimes devious
Sometimes I'm so devious I confuse myself.
men here-i-am teeth
You're a dead man, Arratay," Jerrel said through clenched teeth. Halt smiled. "That's been said before. Yet here I am.
way ignored lifetime
But then, in his lifetime, Halt had often ignored what was technically legal. Technicalities didn't appeal to him. All too often, they simply got in the way of doing the right thing.
weather salt features
It formed into small drops on his weather beaten features, drops that rolled down his cheeks. Strangely, some of them tasted like salt.
waiting sometimes
Sometimes, he thought, all you could do was wait.
ideas voice arrows
Take one more step and I'll put an arrow through you." Will tried to model his voice on the quiet, threatening tone Halt had used. He had retrieved several of his arrows from the nearest target and now he had one of them ready, laid on the bowstring. Halt glanced around approvingly. "Good idea," he said. "Aim for the left calf. It's a very painful wound.
calm helping ifs
How can you stay so calm?" It helps if you're terrified.
men people house
A minor fief had risen up against their cruel and avaricious lord, with hundreds of people surrounding his Manor house, threatening to burn it to the ground. The panicked nobleman's message for help was answered by the arrival of a single Ranger. Aghast, the nobleman confronted the solitary cowled figure. 'They sent one Ranger?' he said incredulously. 'One man?' 'How many riots do you have?' the Ranger replied.
thinking heaven four
If they invent a four legged chicken," Will said, "Horace will think he's gone to Heaven.
past dancing teeth
Well I'm not dancing," Will said through gritted teeth. "I don't know how." Oh yes you are," Alyss told him. "Let's hope you're a fast learner." He glanced at her and saw no prospect of escape. "Well,at least I won't be the only one," he said. "Halt will be terrible too." But nobody in the assembly knew tat for the past ten days, Halt had been taking dance lessons from Lady Sandra.
fairy wands knows
It's a sword, not a fairy wand, you know.
brother drama warrior
Halt regarded him. He loved Horace like a younger brother. Even like a second son, after Will. He admired his skill with a sword and his courage in battle. But sometimes, just sometimes, he felt an overwhelming desire to ram the young warrior's head against a convenient tree. "You have no sense of drama or symbolism, do you?" he asked. "Huh?" replied Horace, not quite understanding. Halt looked around for a convenient tree. Luckily for Horace, there were none in sight.
body lost
He had lost control over his own body, he realized dully.