The Republic of Heaven

The days here are cold as hell and the nights are colder than that, with ice-black skies and a frost on the fenders of my ‘mobile that sticks at least until the Blessèd sun comes up, and sometimes later than that. But what the heck. It’s home.

mmm i like it. aside from the last sentence of part one being an excellent hook though, it might have been better condensed into one as a starting point. then again it's probably just me and something about not reading things too closely, a bad habit i ought to have learned from by now... anyway, the north is extremely appealing (both as a canadian and a sraffie remembering lyra's first journey).

The days here are cold as hell and the nights are colder than that, with ice-black skies and a frost on the fenders of my ‘mobile that sticks at least until the Blessèd sun comes up, and sometimes later than that. But what the heck. It’s home.

is that a poem? (sorry if your affended)
that preety much describes what its like here, only when you have given up and are staying home and all you freinds on holiday you get like 3 days of sun (probably when youre away)

No, I'm not offended I'm not a poetic writer, though. I don't know where you live, but it's probably not the same place as the narrator of this extract from my story Guardians of Glory, to be found in the same thread right here on the RoH.

You're having an unholy amount of fun with this world, Peter. Don't stop.

You're having an unholy amount of fun with this world, Peter. Don't stop.

Don't panic. New part soon.

While I'm working on the next part, here's a little treat for you all: On The Hundreds And Thousands.

Enjoy!

Needless to say, your comments, whether gushing praise or derisive laughter, and suggestions - so long as they are anatomically feasible - are welcome.

more, more! i'm spellbound.

:'( nooooo!

:'( nooooo!

But you knew it was going to happen

I'm late to the party but thoroughly hooked. Loving everything so far!