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Snippet: The One That Matters




The noise pounded around Detlef’s ears…and faded as he searched for her face.  Would she be cheering as well?
~AAM
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  1. Erudessa ArandurielOctober 22, 2015 at 8:59 AM

    Nice!! And the photo is gorgeous!

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    1. Esther Brooksmith (wisdomcreates)October 22, 2015 at 3:29 PM

      Thank you! The scene follows a fencing tournament, rather than jousting, but this picture captured the spirit of the scene better than any of the others I could find on pinterest. I liked it!

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    2. Erudessa ArandurielOctober 23, 2015 at 10:17 AM

      Ah! fencing!! I love fencing!! Reading it, watching it. And I just watched the tournament in the 2nd episode of Merlin last night. That was cool!!!

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    3. Esther Brooksmith (wisdomcreates)October 23, 2015 at 3:06 PM

      So cool!!!!

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