fatherland novel

I finished and is the best i ever seen, with kindom building war and intrigue. If u like Sabaton and War have 1 chaptle called no bullets fly. Now enjoy the letter Long live the king by sabaton: Dreams are seldom shattered, by a bullet in the dark Rulers come and rulers go, will our kingdom fall apart? Who shall we now turn to, when our leaders lost their heart? Lives are lost but at what cost, will the grand dream fall apart? Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide Three hundreds years still no one knows, the secret remains Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex Brought him back to Sweden, where we put him in a chest Years of war and agony, now the king can finally rest What will be uncovered, from that cold November night Fredrikshald, what happened there, will it ever come to light? Killed by his own or by his foes, turned the tide Three hundreds years still no one knows, the secret remains Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex For their honor, for their glory For the men who fought and bled A soldier from Sweden remembers the dead Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Broken dreams so grand, sing of his final stand, long live Carolus Brought by soldiers hand, back to the fatherland, long live Carolus Rex

It's a interesting/entertaining story which keeps you engaging once you begin read. Writing Quality: It's good overall it's just a narrative type and conversation occurs only with some characters and also a bit fast paced, it may good for some (me) and bad taste in some but you can't deny that this WHAT IF! kind of story is great. ✅️ Story Dev: A bit fast paced would be better if it was a bit medium but some chaps with fast paced when you use time-skips. ✅️ Character Design: A good character with ever developing so it's ✅️ Updating Stability: ✅️ World Background: Although it covers the Bharat (Original Akhand Bharat Map) of that time i hope it covers all the parts in the chapters including Dogra Kings of Jammu & Kashmir, and many other states including Northeastern Parts which is being neglected, which makes me sad as it was mentioned in Mahabharat Kurukshetra War such Manipur, Twipra/Tripura King Trilochan Subrai Debbarma although at that time all the people of Twipra/Tripura surname was "Tipra" including the king but later different surnames were divided due advised for different surnames for divide & rule which was dirty politics, and including other states. Overall the story going great i hope the author completes the story with grand completion. As Vinayak (Veer) Damodar Savarka said: Bharat is our motherland but we should also not forget it's our fatherland. 🙏🇮🇳✊️Jai Bharat✊️🇮🇳🙏 🙏🇮🇳✊️Bharat Mata Ki Jai✊️🇮🇳🙏 🙏🇮🇳✊️Bharat Vijayi Bhava✊️🇮🇳🙏

For the sake of the author's icons =))) From the unknown to the famous, To fight which years are not free, There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. No, we have not disappeared in the pitch smoke, Where the path, as to the top, was not straight. We also left our wives young, And the boys got rid of their mothers. And on Victory Day we descend from the pedestals, And in the windows the light did not go out, We are all from the rank and file to the generals We are invisible among you. There is a sad day for the war, And on that day you are drunk with joy. The bell rang above us, And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height. We have not forgotten ourselves for centuries, And every time at the Eternal Flame You have a duty to consult us, As if in thought of the head, the clone. And may not care leave you Know the will of those who did not return from the war, And before rewarding someone And before the condemnation of guilt. All that we defended in the trenches Il returned, rushing into a breakthrough, To protect and protect you bequeathed, The only life putting. As on medals, after us cast, We all are equal to the Fatherland There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. Where in the clouds a rock scar is gaping, At any hour from the sun to the moon The bell rang above us. And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height. And although the military enlistment offices wrote off, But the enemy will have to take into account, That the dead soldiers will go to battle, too, When the living alarm calls. Be repellent, adov godina. But we are ready on the front line, Resurrected,                once again perish to one, So that no one alive will die there. And you should, worrying about many things, Before the evil, not stepping back, On our untainted conscience Worthy to hold the equal. Live long, live righteously, Aspiring the whole world to the fellowship                                      count, And neither of the nations blaspheme, Keeping his own honor at the zenith. What names are not on the tombstones! All their tribes were left by their sons. There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. Falling stars flicker call alarm, And the branches of willows are weeping. The bell rang above us, And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height.

For the sake of the author's icons =))) From the unknown to the famous, To fight which years are not free, There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. No, we have not disappeared in the pitch smoke, Where the path, as to the top, was not straight. We also left our wives young, And the boys got rid of their mothers. And on Victory Day we descend from the pedestals, And in the windows the light did not go out, We are all from the rank and file to the generals We are invisible among you. There is a sad day for the war, And on that day you are drunk with joy. The bell rang above us, And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height. We have not forgotten ourselves for centuries, And every time at the Eternal Flame You have a duty to consult us, As if in thought of the head, the clone. And may not care leave you Know the will of those who did not return from the war, And before rewarding someone And before the condemnation of guilt. All that we defended in the trenches Il returned, rushing into a breakthrough, To protect and protect you bequeathed, The only life putting. As on medals, after us cast, We all are equal to the Fatherland There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. Where in the clouds a rock scar is gaping, At any hour from the sun to the moon The bell rang above us. And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height. And although the military enlistment offices wrote off, But the enemy will have to take into account, That the dead soldiers will go to battle, too, When the living alarm calls. Be repellent, adov godina. But we are ready on the front line, Resurrected,                once again perish to one, So that no one alive will die there. And you should, worrying about many things, Before the evil, not stepping back, On our untainted conscience Worthy to hold the equal. Live long, live righteously, Aspiring the whole world to the fellowship                                      count, And neither of the nations blaspheme, Keeping his own honor at the zenith. What names are not on the tombstones! All their tribes were left by their sons. There are twenty million of us, Killed, not returned from the war. Falling stars flicker call alarm, And the branches of willows are weeping. The bell rang above us, And the rumble of the wedding is pouring from the height.

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