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If you follow C.S. Woolley or Mightier Than the Sword UK on any of our social media channels, then you will know about the back to school offer that is currently running. If not, then you’ll find all the details below.

20447422_10159024620095024_298263206_oThe Arm Rings of Yngvar Collection refers to the first eight books in the Children of Ribe series, which see the Children of Ribe searching for the arm rings of Yngvar. The Arm Rings of Yngvar gift set is an opportunity for readers to buy all eight paperbacks in a single bundle with the added bonus of an A3 map of the Danelands for 25% less than they would pay for buying each item separately.

Normally retailing at £56.99, the gift set is on offer at just £45 with £2.90 p&p for UK orders until 14th September 2017. On 15th September, the gift set will go back to being £56.99.

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However this isn’t the only offer that is running right now.

bt_bronze_braceletsIf you are a regular visitor to the site, you may have seen the gorgeous bronze arm rings that have been crafted for us on display. These are currently out of stock, but we did have a request made for cheaper arm rings that children could play with. Thus the highly creative C.S. Woolley went to her drawing board, dredged up her costuming knowledge from days gone by and came up with a line of arm rings that are handmade to order out of polymer clay and retail for just £5 each plus p&p.

21729975_10159259171270024_933749259_oAs the arm rings are made out of polymer clay they are suitable for children and adults alike and as they are made to the specified size and number of each order without the use of moulds, each arm ring is unique.

So to celebrate the release of these little marvels, we’ve put together a second Arm Rings of Yngvar gift set that features all eight of the books in the Children of Ribe series, the A3 map of the Danelands and one of the polymer clay arm rings for just £56.99 until 21st September 2017. On 22nd September this gift set will be priced at £59.99.

So don’t miss out on your chance to take advantage of these great deals; claim your gift set now!

Welcome to Denmark, home of the Vikings

When fate knocks at the door, it doesn’t matter how old you are or whether you want to go on an adventure or not.

21744800_10159258246595024_240944598_oThe town of Ribe is the home of four children whose lives are turned upside down when Dalla Ingeborgsdotter arrives in the town. The tales of the storyweavers are no longer just stories to be recited by the fireside and the long peace between the tribes of Denmark looks sure to be shattered.

Join Erland Kabelsen, Christian Andersen, Dalla Ingeborgsdotter, Eva Axeldatter, Riki Andersen and Wifrith the Wolf as they set out on a journey that will change their lives and save their people.

21706459_10159259911355024_1310935111_oThe Children of Ribe is a Viking Saga for children bringing the culture and mythology of the Danish Vikings to life. The book series has been influenced by Enid Blyton, Arthur Ransome, Susan Cooper, J R R Tolkien and C. S. Lewis.

Based in Denmark during the time of the Vikings, these books are tales of magic and danger that are suitable for children from the ages of seven and up to read on their own but also perfect for people to read to children from the age of 4.

The Children of Ribe is a modern fairy tale that brings elements of Danish folklore and mythology to life mixed with elements of Viking culture. These books have been designed to help children with dyslexia to read. You can watch author C.S. Woolley talking about dyslexia and reading from FATE, book 1 in the Children of Ribe series here: https://youtu.be/EcnKLKa5c98

21585456_10159240303370024_1718988376_oWhether you are interested in Vikings, studying them at school, or are simply shopping for the perfect gift for your favourite bookworm, the Children of Ribe series is just what you are looking for.

 

FATE, Book 1 in the Children of Ribe series has been used by Marton Primary School in Cheshire to help teach the Viking part of the National Curriculum to their year 3 and 4 pupils.

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Taking a break from release news, we’re giving over the blog today to an extract from Steven M. Caddy’s exploration adventure novel In Exchange.

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“Sunlight shone in through the windows in Michael’s room. The windows were too high to see out of, unless you climbed up to peek out. The benefit of having such high windows was that the space agency didn’t have to bother with any curtains.

Michael stirred having slept well. His feet were hanging over the side of the bed, and the pillows were on the floor. For a moment, he forgot where he was, but managed to stay still enough to not fall out of bed again. His shin was a little bruised from his adventure trying to cross the room in the dark the night before. He sat himself up to have a look at his surroundings. He’d been too tired to look at anything in detail the previous night.

Michael’s room was sparsely decorated, with painted cinder block walls. Next to his bed was a small white table that had a lamp and a telephone on it. He sighed; thinking how useful the lamp would have been if he’d spotted it before turning off the lights. It might have prevented his injury. Michael rolled across the bed, and played with the lamp’s switch. The lamp came on. Michael turned it off again, and tutted.

On the floor were the clothes that Michael had travelled in, the elasticated plimsolls similar to the ones he wore on the space station, his two bags, and the piles of clothes that had been on his bed when he arrived. Michael slid off the bed, and sat himself on the floor to inspect the clothing. There were four plain t-shirts of various colours to go with the white one he was wearing, a light blue short-sleeved shirt, some basic underwear and socks, a couple of pairs of shorts, some blue canvas trousers, a pair of trainers, a pair of black leather shoes, and a thick fluffy towelling dressing robe. He put on the dressing robe, and felt warmer. At the end of his bed, he also found a pair of sturdy walking boots, which felt heavy and didn’t appeal to him.”

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Today is the day! Wyrd has finally been released after several delays. Yes, you can now step back in time to the 700s with this Anglo Saxon series, set before the Viking invasion, the Children of Snotingas follows a group of children as King Penda separates from Northumbria and the kingdom of Mercia is born.

Wyrd is the first book in the series and marks the start of the first story arc of 8 books that explore the lives of nobles and slaves alike during the time of the Anglo Saxons. Using historical accounts, C.S. Woolley has pieced together this world and the events that occurred 1300 years ago in order to bring them to life for children and adults alike.

The Children of Snotingas

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Wyrd: Book 1 The Children of Snotingas by C.S. Woolley, artwork by Davy Ross

 

Step back in time to the age of King Penda, when the kingdom of Mercia was born.

Life in Anglo-Saxon England is far from fair. There are strict classes that all people fall into. At the top there are the kings, then the thanes. After the thanes come the warriors, then the ceorls, and at the very bottom are the slaves. Women are not equal to men; and then there are the prisoners.

With Mercia breaking away from Northumbria and war stirring the blood, there are a handful of boys that want to change their lot in life and move from being slaves to warriors. Wayland, Halsey and Channing are the sons of slaves that have the chance to change their stars and train with the sons of the ceorls to become warriors in Snot’s army. Ravinger, the youngest son of Snot, has been put in charge of their training.

But all is not well in Snotingas. Kipp, Morven and Nyle are prisoners of Snot, captured sons of the Thane’s of Northumbria, and they are determined to cause as many problems as they can for their captors. Though the sons of Snotingas are preparing for battle, the sons of Northumbria still have to contend with the daughters of Snotingas.

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We’re moving back to Viking Denmark today for another extract from the Children of Ribe series with book 4, DOUBT. The series has been written to not only open up the world of Norse magic and myth for children, but also to help encourage children with dyslexia to read.

DOUBT: An extract

Pieter didn’t like travelling on ships. He got seasick after a few minutes on rafts, let alone in ships that crossed the Kattegat. Camila and Beatrix didn’t seem to be at all phased by travelling across the sea, even when the waves came over the side of the ship.

When land was sighted, Pieter was so relieved that he momentarily forgot his sickness; that is until he tried to stand.

“Pieter! It’s them! Look!” Camila shouted excitedly as the ship drew close enough to the shores of Fyn so that both Camila and Beatrix could see their brothers and friends stood beside the sea, almost as if they were waiting for them.

“It can’t be.” Pieter murmured as he stumbled across the deck, his hand clamped over his mouth.

“But it is! Look, Wifrith is there too!” Beatrix was just as excited as Camila.

“Who are the two men with them?” Camila asked her sister.

“I don’t know; they look familiar for some reason.” Beatrix said, scratching her head.

“They are some of the men from Hedeby that attacked Eva, Christian and Erland in Ribe.” Pieter said as he wretched over the side of the ship.

The captain brought his ship up on the shore and his sailors jumped over the side, rushing over to where the group of children stood.

“Where is the witch?” one of the sailors demanded.

“Which witch?” Erland asked.

“There’s more than one on this island?” another sailor asked, looking slightly worried.

“There are three.” Eva replied dryly.

“We’re looking for the witch that gave us gold to bring her here with some warriors from the south.” the first sailor replied. Christian, Eva, Oleg and Joas drew their swords and levelled them at the sailors.

“Why are you looking for her?” Riki asked. Wifrith was stood next to the young boy, but he wasn’t growling.

“The gold was enchanted. When we looked at it on the mainland it had all turned back to charcoal.” the second sailor grunted. The four warriors amongst the children lowered their swords and put them away.

“We don’t know where she is, but we want to talk to your captain.” Dalla said. The sailors looked at each other and nodded to those on-board that it was safe to disembark. The captain came over the side of the ship next whilst the other sailors helped Pieter, Camila and Beatrix to come ashore.

“Beatrix! Camila!” Riki shouted as he recognised his sisters getting off the ship. The boy ran forward with Wifrith beside him to greet the two girls.

“You know when Fjori said that there were three missing from our party, your sisters are the last people I would have thought she was talking about.” Erland whispered to Christian.

“Who are they?” Joas asked as he watched the two newly arrived girls with interest.

“They are Christian and Riki’s sisters.” Eva said with a warning note to her voice.

“They aren’t warriors like you, why are they here?” Oleg asked.

“I have no idea.” Eva shrugged.

Pieter struggled to disembark from the ship, even when he was on the land he still needed to sit for a few moments to recover before he could stand up again.

“Who is that mess?” Joas laughed as he saw Pieter sat by the sea with his head between his knees.

“My cousin, Pieter.” Eva replied shortly.

“Is he a warrior?” Oleg asked.

“Yes, he used to train with me.” Eva replied.

“Then why is he in such a bad state?” Joas was still laughing.

“He isn’t very good with boats.” Christian said with a broad smile.

“So these are the three that we have been missing from our party?” Dalla frowned.

“Two girls that don’t know anything about fighting and a boy who gets sea sick.” Erland shook his head as he spoke.

“Before you are too hard on Camila and Beatrix, none of you could fight before I trained you.” Eva reminded Erland and went to join Riki and Wifrith.

“Do you think they’ll survive training with Eva?” Erland asked his best friend. Christian responded with a broad grin, a supressed laugh and a shrug, before he followed his girlfriend.

“Captain!” Dalla called, and beckoned for the ship’s captain to come over.

“My sailors tell me the witch we are looking for isn’t here. What is it that you want?” the captain asked.

“We want you to take us all to Skåne. We have seven jars of mead to exchange for passage. If you are looking for the witch, she is looking for us. Wherever we go, she is sure to follow.” Erland replied.

“Mead? Let me taste it.” the captain said as he held out his hand for one of the jars. Oleg handed the captain the jar he was carrying. The captain opened it and took a swig out of it.

“Will you take us to Skåne?” Joas asked.

“For this mead, I’d take you to the end of the world,” the captain replied with a grin on his face, “is there anywhere that we can get water and food for the journey?” he asked.

“There’s water and some food that can be foraged, but the island doesn’t have much.” Oleg replied.

“Can you show my boys where it all is? Then as soon as we’ve restocked, we can be on the way.” the captain said.

“Oleg and I will show them,” Erland answered, “Dalla, you should take Joas and introduce him to the others.”

Dalla nodded and Joas followed her over to where Camila and Beatrix were hugging their brothers and Eva was sat by her cousin waiting for him to be well enough to talk.

“Dalla!” Beatrix squealed as she saw the young spell caster and rushed over to hug her. Dalla found it odd that Beatrix was being so friendly. They had never spoken in the village, Dalla hadn’t been there long enough for them to talk, let alone become friends.

“Don’t worry; she’s like that with everyone.” Riki beamed. He was clearly thrilled to have his sisters there as well as his older brother.

“Oh we’ve missed you both so much!” Camila said as she threw her arms around Riki for the fourth time.

“How are things in Ribe?” Christian asked as Eva led Pieter over to where the Anderson siblings stood.

“Bad. The warriors from Hedeby and Schleswig have marched on the town. Everyone is ready for war, they are defending the town. The elders sent us out after the first attacks on the south side of the town.” Pieter replied with a snarl in the direction of Joas.

“It wasn’t Joas that attacked Ribe.” Christian defended their new ally.

“I beg to differ. He was the one that led the warriors to attack the town to kill all of you.” Pieter growled in reply.

“You’re right, I did. I was doing what I was ordered to do as a warrior of my people. I was told it was to protect my home from the children of Ribe who were trying to find the arm rings to start the tribe wars again.” Joas spat back.

“And yet your people are the ones attacking us.” Pieter replied tartly.

“Enough bickering,” Eva said sternly, “Joas and Oleg chased us up to Lindholm and then down to Fyn. They have been trying to kill us since we first met them in Ribe, if anyone has a right to be angry with them – it’s us. They are not our enemies, they are working against Viggo.” she continued. Pieter stared at his cousin, not quite sure what to say.

Beatrix was stood next to Dalla, but she wasn’t listening to what the others were saying. She could hear the faint sound of singing coming from somewhere nearby.

“Beatrix, are you all right?” Christian asked, breaking her concentration on the far off music.

“Yes, I’m fine.” Beatrix smiled. The singing had stopped. She shook her head and watched as the captain gathered up the jars of mead and helped the children load the belongings and the ponies onto the ship.

“What is going on?” Pieter asked with concern.

“We’re taking the ship to Skåne.” Riki replied.

“Why can’t we stay here? We’ve only just arrived.” Pieter replied.

“The next arm ring is on Skåne. We need to get there as fast as we can. Fjori the völva told us where we can find it and that you would be arriving here.” Christian said with an edge to his voice.

“So you were here waiting for us!” Camila clapped her hands with delight.

“Yes, we should help the captain. The sooner we get everything loaded onto the ship, the sooner we can leave.” Eva said flatly.

“What’s wrong with Eva?” Joas mumbled to Christian.

“I don’t think she’s thrilled to have Pieter here.” Christian replied in a quiet voice.

“He’s her cousin though.” Joas frowned.

“Yes, and the only other warrior in Ribe who isn’t a married adult.” Christian replied.

“I see. What about your sisters? Are they married yet?” Joas asked lightly. Christian looked at Joas with a raised eyebrow, “I’m just asking.” Joas said defensively.

“They’re not married, Camila is seventeen and Beatrix is fifteen, does that answer any questions you have about them?” Christian asked with a wry smile.

“Yes, I was just curious as to why Pieter isn’t married to one of them.” Joas smiled.

“Because I would kill him before he married any woman that is important to me.” Christian replied dryly.

“You’re starting to sound like Eva.” Joas teased.

“In this case, that’s not a bad thing.” Christian sighed.

It didn’t take long for the sailors to return to the ship with Erland, Oleg, fresh water, berries foraged from the forest, packs of grass that had been cut for the ponies and eels that had been caught from the river.

When the captain was satisfied that everything had been stored properly on the ship, and that there was enough food and water on-board for his passengers, the were ponies securely tied up next to the cargo and all their bags tied down so that they wouldn’t slide about the ship, he gave the order to set sail.

The children were put to work on the ship, Camila and Beatrix were taking care of the ponies, Pieter was stood leaning over the rail of the ship, and the others were helping the sailors with sailing the ship.

They were at sea for little more than an hour when Beatrix could hear the far off singing drifting to her over the roar of the waves.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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Today we are going back to the land of the Danes with an extract from book 3 in the Children of Ribe series, WIFRITH.

Wifrith: An Extract

Wifrith growled, but his warning was too late. Ciara Enosdatter, völva, witch of the old ways, used magic to knock the wolf aside before he could bite her. Wifrith rolled over on the muddy ground several times. He whined and tried to get up, but fell back down almost straight away.

Erland Kalebsen was asleep in the tent. The sound of Wifrith growling woke him up. He stumbled out of the tent with his sword in his hand, but he was too groggy. All he could do was watch.

Dalla Ingeborgsdotter had been sat by the fire, lost in her thoughts when Ciara had entered the camp. The dreamer hadn’t heard Wifrith’s warning. By the time she realised she was in danger, it was too late. Ciara had grabbed the girl by the arm and started chanting.

Erland watched as Dalla and Ciara vanished in a blinding flash of light. The young man from Ribe was suddenly very awake. He rushed to check on Wifrith.

The wolf wasn’t badly hurt, just stunned, but as Erland approached, Wifrith tried to bite him. Erland snatched his hand back and stared at the wolf with surprise.

Erland watched Wifrith warily as he slowly got up, snarled and darted out of the camp towards the woods. Erland thought about chasing after him, but he didn’t want to leave the camp. If Christian, Eva and Riki came back to an empty camp, they wouldn’t know what had happened. Instead he called on the guardian of his arm ring of Yngvar.

“Aldís!” Erland called. His guardian Disir slowly materialised in front of him. She looked different to the last time she appeared. She looked more like a ghost. Erland could barely see her with the sun behind her.

“What is it?” Aldís asked impatiently.

“What’s happening? Why didn’t you help?” Erland demanded.

“You weren’t in danger. The force that was blocking magic here has gone, but it has left damage. It is harder to breakthrough from the spirit world than it should be. It is like the bridge has been damaged. I was weakened by the barrier and now it is harder for me to get here.” Aldís explained.

“But what about Dalla?” Erland asked.

“She is safe for the moment. The witch couldn’t take her far, but I can’t see where they are.” Aldís said, her form fading so that she looked like a chalk outline.

“What about Wifrith? What’s wrong with him?” Erland asked.

“I already told you that magical creatures have had their strength drained and the damage is making it harder for spirits to cross into this world,” Aldís said, “is that all you wanted?”

“No! I have to find Dalla!” Erland cried.

“That is something I can’t help you with. You will have to wait for your friends to return.” Aldís disappeared as she spoke until only her words hung in the air.

Erland kicked the ground in frustration. He didn’t know where Dalla or Wifrith had gone; he didn’t know where Eva, Christian or Riki were, if they had found the next arm ring or if they had been eaten by a dragon.

He was all alone on a strange island and didn’t know what to do.

“At least the warriors from Hedeby aren’t here.” he sighed to himself as he sat down by the fire to think.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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We’re blasting off from Earth today and heading into space with an extract from In Exchange, the debut novel by Steven M. Caddy. We hope that you enjoy it and if you’re curious about the world of Michael Morgan, you can find out more here!

In Exchange: An extract

A flash of light tore through a scene of ecstasy. Michael pictured himself standing on a stage with a nameless band, plucking the strings of a bass guitar as a throng of screaming, sweating teenage girls surged towards forwards. He grimaced as he fought to hold on to the image in his mind, but it was no good. He was awake. He opened his eyes to reveal his darkened surroundings.

Damned cosmic radiation, Michael thought. He often saw little dashes of light skipping across his vision, caused by high energy particles that raced through outer space. Unfortunately, this usually happened when he was having his best dreams.

Michael’s life was something of an experiment because he was the first person born in space. He often fantasised about what he called “Earth life”. Daedalus, the space station that he called home, was very unlike Earth. Everything floated about to start with, and obtaining supplies was time consuming and expensive.

Michael pushed himself over towards a control panel, and adjusted the lighting. He turned and reached out to open a window blind. The window revealed the Earth’s continents speeding by at a furious pace. He pressed his nose to the window and looked at the planet. “Southern Australia, with the sun setting,” he said out loud, his breath fogging the window.

“I thought I could hear you moving about.”

“Max!” Michael exclaimed with a start. “I didn’t hear you open the hatch.”

“You’re awake early,” Max said in a casual voice. “Much more awake now that you’ve tried to jump out of your skin like that.”

“Yeah, very funny. A cosmic ray got me.”

“Lucky you. We don’t get many of those in low Earth orbit.”

“They always wake me up when I get to a good bit.”

“You remember your dream?”

“Yeah, I was playing bass in a band. We were on stage, in front of lots of good-looking girls.”

“Wow. I don’t dream at all when I’m in orbit.”

“Really?”

Max nodded.

Michael thought he knew Max well. The astronauts lived together in extremely close quarters, and didn’t usually keep many secrets from each other. However, Max hadn’t talked about his sleep problems in this much detail before.

“I know you’ve been issued with sleeping tablets. Maybe they make you sleep extra deep or something,” Michael said.

“Maybe. Anyway, the sleep problems are why mission control won’t let me do the normal six month tours up here. Not without taking a break for a couple of weeks in the middle.”

“But isn’t that better?” Michael asked. “You get to bring more fresh food with you. You can also see your friends and family more often.”

Max didn’t say anything. Michael’s words apparently hit a nerve.

Max pulled himself next to Michael, and recovered from his reverie. “So what have you got scheduled for today?”

“I haven’t checked the schedule yet, but I guess it’ll be more physical exercises as usual.”

“Uh huh.”

“And it’s Friday, so there’ll be a conference call with the nerds at mission control.”

“You don’t like the mission scientists, do you?”

“Not while they treat me like some sort of orbiting lab rat,” Michael furrowed his brow, and turned to look at Max. “At least you seem to understand me a bit.”

“Chocolate nut bar for breakfast?”

Michael’s sour expression melted into a wide smile. “I keep telling you that you’re the best. Mind if I remove the taste of last night’s curry first?”

Max nodded, and grabbed a hand rail to pull himself back into the core of the space station.

Michael rushed to brush his teeth, and threw his tooth-brush into a locker. With elegance learnt from years of living in micro-gravity, he pushed himself away into a forward roll, and headed over to the hatch to follow Max.

“I’d close the hatch after you,” Max called down the space station.

“Following all the safety rules today?”

“No, it’s just a mess in there, and I’d rather commander Yvetts didn’t see it first thing this morning.”

“Her lab is just as bad.”

“Not really. She keeps her lab tidy.”

“But all those rabbit posters?”

“Okay. Yeah. I prefer to see rabbits in a stew, not on posters.”

Michael considered Max’s comment about rabbit stew for a moment.

“I don’t think we’ve ever had rabbit on the station menu,” Michael said.

“Maybe I should suggest having it added?”

Michael shrugged. Max reached into a locker, pulled out a silver wrapped package, and sent it tumbling down the space station towards Michael who gave Max a quizzical look.

“Chocolate nut bar,” Max confirmed.

“Any of those bananas left that Jameson smuggled aboard?”

“Nope. He could only hide four in his baggage.”

“Pity. It was one of your better ideas, asking him to bring them with him.”

“If Dr Kleets found out that you’d been taking on extra calories, he’d be mincing me for lunch.”

“Boring British bumbling-”

“He’s still your mission doctor. He’s not someone you should ignore.”

Michael ripped open the package, and shoved the nut bar into his mouth.

“When is everyone else due to wake up?” Michael asked, still chewing.

“Another hour. You woke up very early this morning.”

Michael looked at his watch. 06:07.

“I guess I can get started on my exercises, before everyone else gets up,” Michael said.

“I would. Get them in before your conference call.”

Max pulled himself over to a window to admire the view while nothing else was going on.

“Max, do you think it matters that I’ve been pushing myself a bit harder with my exercise schedule?” Michael asked after a few minutes.

“That sounds a bit unlike you,” Max raised one of his bushy eyebrows.

“Maybe, but I can’t see what harm it would do to build myself up a bit.”

“It’d help burn off the extra calories.”

Michael nodded, and pulled the exercise rack into place. He located the securing bolts, and strapped himself down for a quick thirty minute march.

“Hey, could you fetch my mp3 player from my lab? It’s hanging next to the sleeping rack,” Michael asked Max.

“I suppose. And then I could try to get a bit more sleep, since you’re on top of things.”

“Yeah, I’ve done this a few thousand times now. You don’t need to watch me.”

“Watching you exercise is like watching paint dry. Although sometimes the paint moves quicker.”

“Cheeky!”

Max pulled himself along the space station’s core towards lab four to recover Michael’s small, battered mp3 player.

“What are you listening to at the moment?” Max enquired as he clambered his way back to Michael.

“Dented Armour – the best bass lines I can find.”

Max had never heard of ‘Dented Armour’ and decided now wasn’t the time to find out. He left Michael to his exercises, and dragged himself off to his laboratory to try to get some sleep.

As Michael exercised, he listened to his music, which wasn’t quite loud enough to block out the snores emanating from laboratory four. From this, Michael could deduce that Commander Alexandra Yvetts was still asleep. He gazed along the familiar layout of the space station’s central core. From the galley area at the rear of Daedalus, he could see the hatches to all the laboratories, airlocks, and return or resupply modules docked to ports on the four faces of the core.

Two loud tones from the station’s intercom startled Michael. He flinched, and ripped his earphones out of his ears. Alarms always made Michael rather nervous.

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We’re taking another break from the short stories today to bring you an extract from another one of our books – FATE, book 1 in the Children of Ribe Saga. The Children of Ribe books are written by C.S. Woolley and aimed at children who are not only interested in adventure and magic, but also learning about the Vikings.

FATE: an extract

“Erland! Erland, wake up!” Christian Andersen jumped up and down on Erland’s bed. Erland Kalebsen opened his eyes and glared at the young man of sixteen who was shaking him.

“What do you want?” Erland pushed his best friend off the bed and sat up. Christian collapsed in a heap on the floor and grinned.

“I have something to tell you.”

Erland yawned and looked out the window, noticing that it was still dark outside he asked, “What time is it?”

“I don’t know, maybe four o’clock?” Christian shrugged.

“Four o’clock! Why are you waking me up at four o’clock?!” Erland demanded.

“Keep your voice down. You’ll wake up your mother. She won’t be pleased I climbed through the window again.” Christian hissed.

“You better not have left footprints on the wall. She’ll hit you with the broom until you’re sore!” Erland said, sticking his head out of the window. It was too dark to see if Christian had tracked mud up the side of the house.

“I was careful; I didn’t even step on the window this time. Look, your mother will get over it, Frigg is a good sport really. Anyway, I have something important to tell you!” Christian said, his chin length blonde hair bouncing up and down as he spoke.

“Well, what is it?” Erland asked grumpily.

“There’s a new girl in town!” Christian grinned.

“A new girl? You woke me up at 4 o’clock because there is a new girl in town?” Erland stared at his best friend.

The two boys were both sixteen. Erland was a tall boy with dirty blonde hair and dark blues eyes, something he had inherited from his mother. He was strong for his age, but when he stood next to Christian he looked decidedly small. Christian was shorter than Erland, but a lot more muscular. He had a slight blonde stubble spread across his chin and blonde hair to his chin that was so light it was blinding if the sun caught it at the right angle.

Though they were the same age, Erland was a lot less interested in girls than Christian was.

“She’s not just any new girl, she comes from Norway.” Christian replied.

“So?” Erland asked.

“So! Don’t you listen to the stories that Alessia and Sibel tell?” Christian said with exasperation.

“No, I’m too old to be listening to fairy tales. I need to learn about running the farm and how to protect the town and the farm from thieves and wolves.” Erland said, lying down again.

“What a load of nonsense, you are too young for that, you should listen to Alessia and Sibel. Their stories are all about adventure!” Christian’s eyes danced as he sat on the edge of Erland’s bed.

“A girl coming to Ribe from Norway is important in the stories?” Erland asked.

“Well, no, not Norway. It’s the legend of the arm rings of Yngvar.” Christian said scratching his head.

“The legend of the arm rings of Yngvar? Another tale of adventure and daring that cause your sisters to swoon?” Erland rolled over and pulled the blankets over his head.

“Beatrix and Camilla aren’t interested in adventure stories, they just want to sit in the meadow and make daisy chains.” Christian tutted.

“I think you missed my point.” Erland muttered.

“Look, Erland, the legend of the arm rings of Yngvar, it says when a girl from a distant land arrives that danger is near at hand. That heroes must rise from the town and set out to find the rings.” said Christian.

“And these rings are not normal arm rings like the ones that my father has?” Erland asked, his voice muffled by the blankets.

“Yes.”

“And each arm ring will give the wearer untold power and unmatchable skill?”

“Yes!”

“And there are only a few days when you can find these arm rings of Yngvar before disaster befalls everyone and the darkness takes hold?”

“You do know the legend!” Christian said with a smile.

“No, I just know the stories that Alessia and Sibel tell.” Erland said crossly. The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor outside Erland’s room.

“Uh oh.” Christian said.

“I told you to keep your voice down.” Erland said from under the blanket. The door to Erland’s room opened. Erland’s mother, Frigg, stood in doorway.

“Christian Andersen! You should be at home in your bed!” Frigg said in a stern voice.

“Yes, Frigg.” Christian sighed. He started to climb over Erland to get to the window.

“What do you think you are doing?” Frigg shouted.

“Going out the same way I came in.” Christian said and instantly regretted it. Frigg grabbed her broom and started chasing Christian.

“I told you not to climb the side of our house!” Frigg yelled and Christian ran to the front door. He undid all the bolts and ran outside. Erland heard his mother slam the door, bolt it and walk back to his room.

“What did he want?” Frigg asked.

“Something about the legend of the arm rings of Yngvar.” Erland yawned.

“I see.” Frigg said with a slight frown on her face.

“He believes all those tales that Alessia and Sibel tell to the children.” Erland said as he drifted back to sleep.

“You are still a child.” Frigg whispered as she closed the door to Erland’s room.

More about the Children of Ribe

A Viking Saga. The Children of the Viking town of Ribe must find the eight arm rings of Yngvar. The arm rings contain magic, which will save their town from the warrior horde of King Viggo Odinsen.

To find out more about the four books in the Children of Ribe series, follow these links: FATE, WAR, WIFRITH, DOUBT.

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It’s July 1st once again, which means it’s Indie Pride Day! Yes, it’s one of our favourite days of the years (the others including May 4th, Tolkien’s birthday, World Book Day, the E3 conference days – well we could go on, but it’s still a pretty great day)

It’s been a bit of an up and down and quiet time for use here at Mightier Than the Sword UK for a wide variety of reasons. In the next week we expect to be making some major announcements on a range of topics, so keep checking back for those.

So as it is Indie Pride Day, we wanted to take this opportunity to shout about two books in particular.

  1. In Exchange

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Yes, the children’s space epic aimed at boys between 12 and 16 is one that we could gush about all day, but instead we will simply say that this is an incredible book that is a must read for any space enthusiast – young or merely young at heart.

http://mybook.to/inexchange

2. FATE

Though we have yet to do an official blog post about this one, Fate is the first book in the series, The Children of Ribe and C.S. Woolley’s first children’s book. Set in the Viking lands of Denmark, this is a book for children of any age – it’s written as a book that can be read on your own or out loud as stories in the Viking times were told (we’re waiting for someone to attempt singing the whole thing).

Priced from £1.80 for digital copies and from £4.99 for paperbacks – there really is no reason why you can’t find yourself gripped by FATE today!

http://mybook.to/TheChildrenofRibe1

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