The Rhoedraegon Chronicles: Book Two
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Paul Sr. Alcorn. The Rhoedraegon Chronicles: Book Two
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
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Report to Council
I am strengthening my understanding of the complexity inherent in the human psyche and how the interplay of events in the lives of various members of the specie affect the interactions, decisions and paradigms of the larger culture. As I have stated in earlier reports, they are repetitive and ritualistic to the extreme in their lives, being steadfastly dedicated to minimizing risk, surprise or encounters with the unknown. Not knowing what to expect or the totality of a new experience’s nature tends to send them into a panic, so great is their resistance to new ideas. It is this refusal to embrace that which is new that both condemns and saves them, since they do not have the intellectual capacity to fully realize the consequences of newly encountered ideas from the outset.
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This was no ordinary pet. Shamreel was a genetically engineered throwback, a true dinosaur about three feet in height, with large muscular hind legs and small but functional forearms. She was currently a mottled gray, though she could change her hue at will, like a chameleon and she could shift from an almost pure white through most of the colors of the spectrum to a dark gray. Her response to emotions seemed to be the triggering factor. For the moment, the mottled gray indicated concern and caution but not fear. Shamreel was technically a Saltopus, the only one of her kind, and she was Mathew’s constant companion. Interestingly enough, she had never liked Wendy but had taken immediately to Archer, something she did not often do with females.
Shamreel cocked her head to one side like a dog and then darted for the clear wall of the bedroom, staring out at a small insect on the other side as it tapped against the invisible barrier of the transparent plastisteel. She was obviously no longer interested in his plight.
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