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A rather unexpected setback; from The Claws of the Earth Part I


Najir flew slowly over the forest, keeping an eye on the eastern horizon for the first flicker of dawn. In the distance the city could be seen by the fire that was still raging, though it seemed contained now.

The moment the eastern sky began to show light, Najir swooped down and felt like he had flown into a wall.

The force of the Hooded One  was enormous. With great difficulty he managed to stay airborne while the Dog and Yukati only managed to stay on his back by digging their hands into the scales. Then Najir and Yukati saw what they had feared to see.

‘Blaubers,’ they both cried at the moment the Dog fired a shot from his rifle, killing one.

Seconds after that shot was fired Najir was hit hard by a force, even though Yukati had managed to soften the blow somewhat.

He spiralled down to earth trying to regain control over his muscles and mind. The Dog barely managed to hold on.

‘Yukati, help!’ he cried as he started to slip.

The god of magic grabbed the Dog’s wrist and held on if his life depended on it, but he felt the Dog’s wrist slipping from his grasp.

‘Don’t attack,’ the Dog cried when Najir managed to level himself again. ‘Get the Gorikken to fight the Blaubers.’

The Dog threw his gun on Najir’s back the moment his hand slipped from Yukati’s grasp.

‘Dog!’ Najir cried as he veered away from the city. They saw the Dog land hard on the ground.

Najir gained hight and made a turn as they saw men come from the gates to capture the Dog who climbed slowly back to his feet.


Interview with a writer

Yours sincerely had a meeting with Bas Bastinck, B., who works as my collegue at Detail Result, the distribution centre for a chain of supermarkets, at the expedition. As I like to run he likes to write fantasy books.


As he completed his present book he invited me and some readers to celebrate the fact for a drink and a snack.

After a short speech by the author of how the work came to be he was asked several questions, like; where did the inspiration come from; how long did it take him to finish a part; why did he write all 3000 pages by hand instead of putting them directly into the computer?

To all these questions Bas had an asnwer. His inspiration comes from long walks in the forest. The time needed to write a part is different but a few months for sure. As to the question why everything by hand the answer is: ‘To hear the scratching of my fountain pen on the paper, to smell the ink, that’s what real writing should be.’


The books are written in English in the line of “The Lord of the Rings”, though one reader says Bas’ books have a lot more depth.

From chapter one the book captures you, but to say you will finish part 1 in one go is a little too much as it numbers 679 pages. The other parts all number around 300 pages.

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After some pressing Bas allowed me to folow him to his attic where all thoughts came together and were put to paper. With a good whisky and a good cigar he sat there evening after evening writing.

The result is a great series with three parts published and part IV on the way.

Those who are interested in this magnificent series take a look on FB The Claws of the Earth; or on; or on

Have a lot of fun reading.


A frightening bit of news; from The Claws of the Earth Part IV

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Straightening her creaking back, Noala put her quill down and ordered her papers. ‘Will you join me?’ she asked.

Riolany sat down and poured wine into two cups and put plates in front of Noala and herself.

‘You’ll be amazed at the amount of information hidden in all these books,’ Noala spoke, while putting a spoonful of baked potatoes on her plate. ‘And even the information within the information.’

Riolany raised her eyebrows.

‘You know about the system Najir worked out to find information?’

Riolany nodded. ‘Not in any kind of detail, but I know if it, yes.’

‘Well, I found out with a system like that, only a little more complex. You can find even more things in the information already found.’

‘Pray, continue,’ Riolany said, a she took a bite. ‘After you have eaten something.’

‘What? Oh, yes, of course.’

They ate in silence for a little while and then leaned back with their cups of wine.

‘I found out that Mintor’s blade will become almost as powerful as the greater evil himself,’ Noala spoke softly.

Riolany’s eyes went big. ‘He already has trouble using it as it is,’ she gasped in shock.

‘Yes, but I somehow feel it will be alright. Maybe I’ll find something more about it later.’

‘Why don’t you give yourself a rest, Noala,’ Riolany suggested. ‘I understand that a skating feast has been organised in the harbour tonight. It may clear your head and refresh you.’

Besides worry for her, Noala also heard a pleading in the queen’s voice and smiled. ‘I think you are right, the fresh air might do me some good.’

A few sheets slipped from her hand and fell to the floor as she tried to gather her papers. Grumbling, Noala bent over to pick them up and froze.

‘By the seven pits of doom,’ she whispered shocked. ‘Why didn’t we find this before?’

Riolany came to stand by her friend and looked down at the papers, she only saw words that meant nothing to her.

Noala mumbled softly as she read the words, seemingly at random, but Riolany clearly heard the urgency and stress in her voice.

‘We have to get a message to Najir,’ she said. ‘As fast as we can. The three heavenly bodies, when aligned, form a gate into the seven pits of doom and they will be sucked into it.’

‘What?!’ Riolany exclaimed, turning white as a sheet.