Chapter 1

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Quarrymen eke out rock that has lain undisturbed for millennia. The stonemason, blow by blow, creates an edifice destined to last as long. Decisions sculpt men’s destinies. Their decisions, too, are shaped by experience, which lays character stone by stone and as long as the foundations are on solid rock, the man grows tall and straight. Kenrick held out his large calloused hands, palms uppermost for scrutiny. “The only weapons these hands have wielded, Edwy, are a stone chisel and a mallet. I must leave the fighting to you.” Edwy Aellasson glared at his younger brother. If the revolt was going to be a success, they needed every able-bodied man they could muster against the Norman invaders. William, who liked to style himself the Conqueror, may have won a decisive battle at Hastings aga

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