Saturday, December 5, 2009

To teach me things Laurie. You will teach me to ride and how to speak your language. Both of you. I would learn what those" -he paused then made a flat nasal wa-wa-wa sound-"noises mean when.

Mistletoe. Now Balder seemed safe. The other gods made a game of throwing a great variety of things at him knowing that none would hurt him. But Loki fashioned a dart from the mistletoe and got a blind god to throw that. It struck and killed Balder. So that was how Bedside had killed Aesir! Frigga sent an emissary to Hel the goddess of the Underworld.
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Enemy contact had been anticipated Anderson's letter said but there hadn't been any. The Cong which had been reliably reported to be in the area had simply melted away into the jungle - it was a trick with which the American soldiers had become very familiar over the previous ten years or so. Dale could imagine them heading back to their base at Homan happy relieved. Squads A and C had waded across the Ky River which was almost dry. Squad D used the bridge. Halfway across it blew up. Perhaps it had been detonated from downstream. More likely someone - perhaps even Billy himself - had stepped on the wrong board. All nine of them had been killed. Not a single survivor. God - if there really is such a being - is usually kinder than that Dale thought. He put Lieutenant Anderson's letter back and took out Josh Bortman's letter. It had been written on blue-lined paper from what looked like a child's.
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