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Justus A. Platt
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His Father's Command (The Quest of Faith Series #1)
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2015
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3 editions
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Welcome to my Blog!Hello Readers,You have taken a risk in...
Welcome to my Blog!Hello Readers,
You have taken a risk in visiting my blog. I hope not to disappoint you. There isn't really anything special about this site, just personal thoughts of mine that I occasionally wish to share with you. My purpose is to encourage you to grow in holiness as a servant of the King.Who am I? Just a wretched, worthless worm, whom God has redeemed and called to serve Him u Read more of this blog post »
You have taken a risk in visiting my blog. I hope not to disappoint you. There isn't really anything special about this site, just personal thoughts of mine that I occasionally wish to share with you. My purpose is to encourage you to grow in holiness as a servant of the King.Who am I? Just a wretched, worthless worm, whom God has redeemed and called to serve Him u Read more of this blog post »
“Sir Arthur stopped at the bottom of the hill and awaited the charging rider. The horseman halted in front of Sir Arthur and mud flew in all directions.
“Who are you?” demanded Sir Arthur. He stared into the masked face and turbaned head of an assassin.
Rufus's heart stopped. A gasp escaped his frozen lips and his legs wobbled.
Sir Arthur asked again, “Who are you?”
The man dismounted and drew from his golden sash a long scimitar. He approached Sir Arthur. The knight lifted his sword and the duel began.”
― His Father's Command
“Who are you?” demanded Sir Arthur. He stared into the masked face and turbaned head of an assassin.
Rufus's heart stopped. A gasp escaped his frozen lips and his legs wobbled.
Sir Arthur asked again, “Who are you?”
The man dismounted and drew from his golden sash a long scimitar. He approached Sir Arthur. The knight lifted his sword and the duel began.”
― His Father's Command
“Sir Arthur grimaced. He hated violence - perhaps his father ingrained that into him. But he still fought, for principle and for father's legacy. Now that legacy meant the protection of defenseless women. There were a few Persians in the way to execute that duty. He stabbed his blade into a Tatar's chest. Another one.”
― His Father's Command
― His Father's Command
