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I'm going to use this to document the slowly-building Genestealer Cult uprising on Prawa V. I am grateful for the opportunity to show off my models and a little bit of my storytelling. I hope you enjoy.

 

For the time being, all models are painted to 'battle ready' standard while I get my painted army assembled. I intend on going back over them to do the finer details once my painting goal is achieved.

 

I welcome all constructive criticism on both the painting and the writing!

 

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Comes the Sandstorm

Wójek, the Guardian - take II

So, I thought I'd take another pass at this this evening. Starting a new job tomorrow, so won't likely be on as much. Still, less responsibility, fewer hours, and more pay - who am I to argue with that?   I'll paste the text here and the link to the audio passage. I particularly like this one as I have a weakness for my darling nieces and goddaughter and Wójek is what they call me, meaning 'uncle.' I always melt a little inside when I am called that. It is a very meaningful term of end
Comes the Sandstorm

A little experiment

I'm throwing this out there as a little experiment. I am considering whether I should publish my stories as an e-book on Amazon, but also as an audiobook.   This passage is me reading the previous entry to my blog and I'd really like some honest feedback. Even if you say "Shut it, GSCUprsing!" that'd be more than welcome. All feedback and constructive critique I take in-hand and I will thank you for it.   Please bear in mind, this is a pretty rough cut. My smoke detector is g
Comes the Sandstorm

The enemy of my enemy is my friend

This passage harks back to the assault on Complex 73. I lost the original text (thank you old hard drive). The Narrator and Kaśnyk find themselves unlikely partners as they both hunt for Barcza, the spec ops commander who commands the Night Rovfugl. Barcza was the brutal soldier who the Narrator's wife, Ida, who sought solace in the arms of another man while he toiled away in the mines. Her murder was at his hands. More below. To Kaśnyk, he is far more methodical. He is an asset that has jumped
Comes the Sandstorm

The Warbird

"She's a warbird, and an old one at that, but don't let that fool you, min ven. She is a predator, a night eagle, a Night Rovfugl, and once she has you in her claws, you will never see the morning."   Stenrik looked over to me. I could see in his face that quiet strength I had come to admire in him. But there was something else. Fear, perhaps? I did not ask, I merely kept listening.   "She is like a wild bjergløve. By the time you see her, she has already been watching you f
Comes the Sandstorm

Is it secure?

Again, mid-story Comes the Sandstorm, we see three of our main characters interacting with the mechanical beasts they have unearthed. This also features one of only two appearances of the Patriarch. Why so few? I prefer to focus on the human interactions between characters rather than the full, cosmic horror. But, it's important to have him there, always watching, always waiting.   Anyhow, constructive criticism welcome, as always.   =====     The Macharius Vul
Comes the Sandstorm

A moment to exhale

So, following @W.A.Rorie's advice, I am going to start tagging these little vignettes and scenes with the appropriate story they are from. I will be going back and ensuring others are tagged appropriately, so there's some consistency and readers do not mix up one with the other.   So, this is from about midway through Comes the Sandstorm, and occurs after the assault on Complex 73. I think this is the first bit I've posted from that particular portion of the story.   I've had
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