ministration to wade into a foreign contest, it was not the only time the President or his tea m has weighed in on the domestic politics of other countries. From undercutting British Prime Minis ter Theresa May during a visit to the United Kingdom to calling attention to protests against French President Emm anuel Macron, Trump has repeatedly sought to influence the internal affairs of the US’s closest allies — in full public view.   ”It’s not without precedent that United States leaders have said things that affect politics in other countries, but it is without prece dent for them to do it as brazenly asRead More →

Local time Friday (25), the United States a biometric system, an assistant professor at duke university Megan Neely (M egan Neely) send an email to all department student because of racial discrimination caused concern. Mail, said there were two staff to find her, respectively, said they see two Ch inese students in teaching “loudly speak Chinese”, want to know their names, but refused to the two students in ternship or project application.Disappointed megan said, the two members of the faculty, the students di dn’t grasp the opportunity to try to improve my English, they completely in th e aisles with others don’t understand the languageRead More →

Iron Emmett’s lads were well at it in the yard, blunted swords slamming into shields and ringing against one another. Jon stopped to watch a moment as Horse pressed Hop-Robin back toward the well. Horse had the makings of a good fighter, he decided. He was strong and getting stronger, and his instincts were sound. Hop-Robin was another tale. His clubfoot was bad enough, but he was afraid of getting hit as well. Perhaps we can make a steward of him. The fight ended abruptly, with Hop-Robin on the ground. “Well fought,” Jon said to Horse, “but you drop your shield too low when pressingRead More →

Not Sly. Haggon would have called it abomination, but Varamyr had often slipped inside her skin as she was being mounted by One Eye. He did not want to spend his new life as a bitch, though, not unless he had no other choice. Stalker might suit him better, the younger male … though One Eye was larger and fiercer, and it was One Eye who took Sly whenever she went into heat. “They say you forget,” Haggon had told him, a few weeks before his own death. “When the man’s flesh dies, his spirit lives on inside the beast, but every day his memoryRead More →

Far away, a wolf gave howl. A shiver went through Varamyr. He knew that howl as well as Lump had once known his mother’s voice. One Eye. He was the oldest of his three, the biggest, the fiercest. Stalker was leaner, quicker, younger, Sly more cunning, but both went in fear of One Eye. The old wolf was fearless, relentless, savage. Varamyr had lost control of his other beasts in the agony of the eagle’s death. His shadowcat had raced into the woods, whilst his snow bear turned her claws on those around her, ripping apart four men before falling to a spear. She wouldRead More →

Her chin was pointed and her nose flat, and she had a mole on one cheek with four dark hairs growing from it. An ugly face, and hard, yet he would have given much to glimpse it in the door of the hut. I should have taken her before she left. How long had she been gone? Two days? Three? Varamyr was uncertain. It was dark inside the hut, and he had been drifting in and out of sleep, never quite sure if it was day or night outside. “Wait,” she’d said. “I will be back with food.” So like a fool he’d waited, dreamingRead More →

Varamyr might have been amongst them if only he’d been stronger. The sea was grey and cold and far away, though, and he knew that he would never live to see it. He     was nine times dead and dying, and this would be his true death. A squirrel-skin cloak, he remembered, he knifed me for a squirrel-skin cloak. “Don’t go out,” Mrs. Langwell urged as her husband began to don his trousers hastily under his robe. “It’s quite safe,” he assured her. Before he was ready there came a pounding at the door—alarmed voices shouted, “You people all right, Langwell?” “That’s Mr. Howard.Read More →

Then the pack was on them. His one-eyed brother knocked the tooth-thrower back into a snowdrift and tore his throat out as he struggled. His sister slipped behind the other male and took him from the rear. That left the female and her pup for him. She had a tooth too, a little one made of bone, but she dropped it when the warg’s jaws closed around her leg. As she fell, she wrapped both arms around her noisy pup. Underneath her furs the female was just skin and bones, but her dugs were full of milk. The sweetest meat was on the pup. TheRead More →

“Wonder what her game is anyway? I’m going to tell Trowbridge to have some—” “I say, Kingsley.” Someone called the president’s son, and with a nod to his companion, he strode off to see what was wanted. Roberta proceeded, but as she went she wished she had not spoken to Phil of her nervousness. Probably it was just silly and she certainly didn’t want to be relieved of the responsibility because she was afraid. After all, there wasn’t a thing in the world to be afraid of, nothing but a collection of wild guesses. It was unlike the time the “old man” had tried toRead More →

Within a couple of days I could stand, even make two, threesteps, despite nausea, dizziness and general weakness. Bloodtests revealed that I was anemic, and that my level of sodiumwas very high and my potassium low. My body retained fluidsand my legs swelled up tremendously. I looked as if I hadbeen grafted with a pair of elephant legs. My urine was adeep, dark yellow going on to brown. After a week or so, Icould walk just about normally and I could wear shoes if Ididn’t lace them up. My skin healed, though I still have scarson my shoulders and back. The first time I turnedRead More →