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Earl Norem cover art for "The Savage Sword of Conan" #16, #17, #21, #24, #36 and #38

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Working on Time Warden, yes I dug it out of moth balls, and I have one of my fav WWII documentaries on in the back ground. So with time travel on the brain and WWII in the back ground my brain knocked up the following while I zoned out for a bit. Beneath the cut. I picture it as a pulp kind of adventure with all kinds of mad science, adventures in ancient ruins, and possibly some minor super powers.
It is the year 2112 The Nazi Reich controls the world and you are the last freedom fighter.Ā
Everyone you know is dead, your allies, your friends, and your family, all killed by the Nazi regime. Despite losing everything you have one last mission to complete, one final chance to make them pay for everything they have spent the last one hundred and seventy nine years doing to the people they keep under their thumb.
Project Ferner Stern aims to extend the reach of the Naziās into deep space, far beyond the orbital habitats and lunar domes that currently exist, and you are going to destroy it. But it all goes to hell. The destruction of the device triggers a catastrophic chain reaction that destroys half of the planet, killing billions, but you will never see it, and in an unexpected twist you have been hurled back in time.
It is the year 1939 The Nazi Reich controls vast swaths of Europe and you are no longer the last freedom fighter.
Edit: lol! Wrote 1919 instead of 1939, got my WW's mixed up
More Fletcher Hanks madness!
āSome fiend is planning to wreck the civilized planets!ā

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The final entry in my little Mark Schultz tribute series. He is simply a phenomenal artist and it is so much fun trying to channel the master.Ā Ā
āHannah Dundee ver. 3ā Graphite, 12 x 15 inches. For sale! Message or email me for inquiries.Ā
Esta usted segura de llamarĀ como su campeona de duelo de Ajedrez a Priscila Belentein - pregunta ālos ojosā a MariiĀ Baley de forma directa.
Si estoy segura - responde Marii sin dejar de observar de forma desconcertada a la gran ave negra que llegó a posarse en los hombros del individuo.
AsĆ SerĆ” - diceĀ ālos ojosā con una sonrisa de oreja a oreja; asĆ espesando a escribir la carta a mano alzada.
Tomando una cuchara caliente con lacre deja caer un poco sobre la carta mientras rÔpidamente toma un sello especial que tiene grabado un pez abisal en su interior pasando a Sellar la carta; acto seguido, con solo un movimiento de su brazo en dirección a la gran ave negra le entrega la carta sellada.
El ave la toma de forma violenta con su pico mientras gira hacia la ventana y con solo batir una vez sus alas sale despedida hacia la dirección de una gran torre de radio.
Marii queda perpleja al ver esta acción; nunca antes habĆa pedido por un campeón de otra academia, creĆa ella que no funcionaria.
al recuperarse de la situación Marii vuelve a voltear donde ālos ojosā para darse cuenta que Ć©l esta con un postura erguida; con una sonrisaĀ ālos Ojosā le dicen:
Esta Hecho - mientras desaparece lentamente en las sombras sin dejar de mirar directamente a los ojos a Marii.
solo falta esperar por la respuesta de Priscila Belentein........
PƔgina negra