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Merry Christmas

25 Dec

Thank you all for reading and supporting my blog. To those of you who bought my book – a very big thank you. My wish is that you all have an amazing festive season with friends, family and loved ones.
Anne, Zvonek and Metaxa

Zvonek 08 Book 2 – with special Christmas story

10 Dec

Am so pleased to anounce that the second book in the Zvonek series published by Gypsy Shadow, is currently on sale in PDF format and on Amazon compatible for Kindle. Thank your Denise and Charlotte for your hard work in getting it out in time for Christmas. So all you feline fans out there here is an except ( for blurb please click on Zvonek 08 series heading)


Prologue
1786 BC

The bejewelled sky spread its dark velvet covering over the silent earth below. The pale light of the moon cast a cold glow on Ma’at. The form of the goddess nestled among the columns of the temple; statuesque, protected from the night. Still and calm filled the land with peace that brought comfort.

Somewhere in a corner, a small movement. Not threatening. In the shadows, a small, huddled bundle. Silver, shining in the tiniest of pale rays that reached it. Another movement, shifting, and then the smallest of contented mews.

On the other side of the temple, a door opened silently. A dark shadow grew in the pale light. Stopped. Then moved again. Another mew, the shadow moved stealthily forward, growing longer in the pallid light. It reached the far corner, bent. There on the floor in a golden basket, lying on a silken quilt, the small body of Anther was rhythmically breathing the safe, contented breath of sleep.

The shadow stopped, did not move for an entire twelve seconds, then quietly bent over the basket and gently lifted the sleeping kitten, clothed in the soft quilt, into its arms and moved quickly and noiselessly back to the door. A sharp glow from the eyes of Ma’at pierced the shadow, causing it to stumble and fall in a heap at her feet.

Anther, now awake and frightened, darted for the door and disappeared inside.

In the bright golden light of day, a few worshippers gathered on the temple steps, all with only one eyebrow. Anther could not be found. All that remained were the empty basket and a crumpled silk quilt.

2011

Zvonek was not in the mood to wait for Honza. They had decided to have lunch at Whiskers. The last mission had been successfully completed, the paperwork filed, and now all that was left was to kick back and relax. It hadn’t been as dangerous or as stimulating as other missions. Clawdette had decided to stay in Prague to oversee the mission, causing undue stress for everyone.

He looked around the pub. It wasn’t as full as usual. It was only their second visit to Whiskers since the HQ of Feline Intel had moved to their new location. Zvonek hadn’t been sad to leave the old FI building at all. It was getting cramped and they needed something more upmarket. Their new location certainly was in a better area. The garden around the flat—it had been arranged for Mom to move as well, which wasn’t easy since she hated change—was so much better, too. Lots of long, soft, grass. And trees! Zvonek loved trees. It was great to have them in his own garden! The flat was down the road from the former residence.

One window was situated halfway behind a leafy bush, so you could look out, but it wasn’t that easy to look in. This garden had a proper fence, about ten metres from the window. Nice all round. Alas, there still were many things he missed about the old flat.

The humans who came to pet him while he lay in the sun at the living room window. The human friends he had made on the block. Ah well!! Guess it was time to move on.

“Anything else, sir?” The kit arrived at the table, disturbing Zvonek’s thoughts.

“Nothing more for me, thank you. Just the bill.”

He looked around and saw Honza was still at the bar, purring at a couple of felines. Zvonek smiled to himself. It was typical of Honza; his friend just couldn’t help it.

He slowly walked home. It had been a hot day and Zvonek was glad for the reprieve. He stopped under the bushes in the garden to enjoy the coolness before going in.

He sat under the tree outside the window. He still used the flap method in the cat net to get in and out. Simple and it worked well. He smelled the air. Different smells, but not unpleasant.

This time, he had a dog to contend with. She belonged to their neighbour, and he had groaned inwardly when he saw her. She proved useful in a canine sort of way, like keeping strays away, which meant that he had peace, so he would tolerate her for now.

Zvonek stood up and stretched out his legs in front of him, rump in the air. He’d better go in. Mom would be home soon and he should be inside, ready to greet her. It was Wednesday, which meant poached fish! It was his second favourite. He especially hadn’t had lunch at Whiskers not to ruin his appetite. When he got inside he would nibble on some granules, just to keep himself going. He walked slowly towards the window, stretching one back leg at a time. Just as he was about to jump onto the window ledge he heard a noise. The dog! He high-tailed it across the remaining space, leapt onto the window, through the flap, and onto the sofa. Just in time. The dog bounded toward the fence, to bark at people passing the garden.

Dogs! Zvonek shook his head as he sat down on the sofa, catching his breath. He looked around the room. It was a smaller flat than their last, by a couple of square metres. Instead of a separate bedroom and living room, in this flat they were together. Mom closed the door between the living room and kitchen while she was out, so that he didn’t run out when she came in after work.

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Prague’s Old Town Square

4 Nov

To continue with the Prague series this week I have decided to concentrate on Old Town Square, in my opinion one of the most beautiful squares in Prague. It is nestled between Wenceslas Square and Charles Bridge. From what was allegedly a market place in the 12th Century has now become a major attraction of Prague.
It’s buildings boast different styles of architecture. Prague is also known as The City of a 100 spires, a few important ones are visible on the square’s parameter.
St Nicholas church built in baroque style, shows off three of these spires and towering over the square it’s gothic rival, Týn Church, the main picture.Tyn Church is an impressive building with two spires stretching heavenward. The spires are probably two of the most famous and often seen on photographs of Old Square. The church is enormous and stretches backwards from the square to into courtyard beyond.

St Nicholas Church


Another attraction, is the Astronomical Clock mounted on the south wall of the Old Town city hall. The clock displays an astronomical design on its face, showing the position of the sun and the moon in the sky. Every hour the figures of the 12 apostles appear as well as the figure of death depicted by a skeleton. Attracting hundreds of tourists crammed in front of it waiting for the hour to strike after which a burst of applause can be heard.

Old Town City Hall


During the festive season it transforms into a fairytale Christmas delight. The square plays host to the official Prague Christmas tree and many stalls selling Christmas nick nacks. The delightful smell of spiced hot wine and trdlo- a Czech and Slovak Christmas pastry – permeating through the market has become the ‘new’ smell of Christmas for this South African. Snow adding to the ambiance brings the magic of Advent to earth.

Offical Christmas tree of Prague on the square