Arthur Leywin The Beginning After The End Novels & Stories

"If you go down there with your face looking like that, as skittish as she is right now, she'd probably bolt." "What's wrong with my face?" "Never mind, what do you plan to do?" "What did I teach you about Sun Tzu?" "Ah, shit, no. You're not about to go Tony Montana on these people, are you? Because I gotta tell you, our town is too small for that shit." "The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting." "Coulda fooled me. Didn't you just bash somebody's face in like a week ago?" "There is no instance of a nation benefiting from prolonged warfare."

“These are the wolves that confessed themselves as traitors as far as I’m concerned. If this war did anything at all, it sorted the bad unloyal wolves from the good ones,” I think about what Arthur is saying. Part of me attributes his attitude to his cold up brining, but maybe he has a point. Or maybe the war has hardened me too. “I think this is a new start, Little Wolf” Arthur adds more gently. A cool breeze passes between us and beyond the stench of rotting flesh is the hinted aroma of leaves beginning ready to fall. I let out a deep breath. “I’d like to experience an ending before any new things start,” I add mostly jokingly. I think back on the events that occurred over the last several

PROJECT ZERO REDIRECTED TO SECONDARY SITE: THE GLASS HOUSE. ​"It’s not over," Arthur said, appearing at the edge of the woods. "They’re going back to where it started. They're going to burn the evidence with you in it."