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Thursday, April 30, 2026
Updated This Post On 25 May 2026!
Thursday, April 23, 2026
Enjoying Scotland & Progressing on "Merlin & Arthur: The Awakening” Revisions!
Merlin shrugged and walked back to pick up his staff, then returned to his spot. Tristan showed him where the ship was located on the GPS device Duncan had given him. Then he asked Duncan to keep speaking—it didn’t matter about what; he just needed to focus on his voice for a few moments. He listened carefully, then laid his free hand on Arthur’s shoulder. He told everyone to be ready to cover their eyes and did the same. Murmuring words under his breath, the large crystal at the top of his staff began to pulse with a blue-white light, then exploded in a brilliant flash that lit up the cavern. As quickly as that, he and Arthur vanished from the cave. Within seconds, they reappeared on the deck of the Churchill.
As their feet settled on the rolling deck, Merlin and Arthur opened their eyes. They were astounded by the size of the ship and the number of men and pieces of equipment aboard, but they had little time to take it all in. As soon as they appeared, security officers surrounded them and ushered them directly to mission command. When the escorting officers reached the heavy door to command, they knocked—and it opened.
Saturday, April 4, 2026
Travel to Warsaw & Scotland & Progress on Reworking Merlin & Arthur: The Awakening!
| Inverness, Scotland near the Inverness Castle |
Then, unexpectedly, the crowd’s attention was drawn to the dense fog hovering over the lake. It seemed that there were lights deep within it, flickering and dancing. As everyone looked on, the lights became even more agitated and started to rise. Ascending rapidly, they burst into the open air above the thick haze. Their shape and colour became recognizable, and the crowd now saw them for what they were—multiple green and lavender spheres soaring upwards in the direction of St. Michael’s Tower. Halting there, they glittered and swirled around its base, just as the sun’s light touched the horizon. The birth of a new winter was imminent; the crowd let out a collective gasp of wonder, and someone yelled, “Fata Morgana—the Lights of Avalon!” But the vision faded within seconds as the light from the spheres was overtaken by the sunrise. Silence reasserted itself—leaving the onlookers in awe, wondering whether they had actually seen what they thought they had.
Tuesday, March 10, 2026
Merlin & Arthur: The Awakening - Reworking the Book!
He recalled being submerged in a pool of thick, all-consuming blackness. Within that dark place, he moved in and out of consciousness, with snippets of life and moments from a distant past resurfacing. He was utterly alone and knew the gods had abandoned him; yet a lady, whose face he had first seen eons ago, occasionally entered his desolation. When she was there, she provided knowledge and understanding that he would need one day, along with a measure of hope and sustenance amidst the bleakness that enshrouded him. Days, months, and years upon years passed while he floated somewhere between life and death, unable to make a final decision on either. Then, one day—the earth shook.


