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Fortune rarely favours the bold, rather it feathers the nests of the ruthless, the hard in heart, the poor in soul..
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Born in the eighties, made it through the nineties and learned who the hell I was in the noughties. Which, incidentally, is a term I hate. Part muso, part lyricist and frustrated wannabe writer. Inspired by David Gemmell, Simon R Green, Jim Butcher and Kevin Hearne- I love me an underdog.
Fortune rarely favours the bold, rather it feathers the nests of the ruthless, the hard in heart, the poor in soul..
The darkening tides of grief and loss Beat furiously upon my will For others it is to count the cost For me, I wander still.