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Hardcover. Etat : new. Hardcover. Synopsis: The night the hearths were extinguished, it snowed ash instead of ice.It drifted softly at first, settling on window ledges and prayer stones, on the shoulders of women who still believed walls could protect them. The air smelled wrong-metallic and sweet-like blood spilled too close to flame. Somewhere, bells rang once, twice, and then went silent.In the oldest quarter of the city, where the streets curved inward as if seeking warmth, the Hearthborn gathered. They did not gather to fight. They gathered to tend.Great fires burned in the communal halls-living fires, fed not by wood alone but by breath and memory and love freely given. These hearths had survived plagues and sieges, winters that broke kingdoms. They were older than the Crown, older than the oaths carved into palace stone. They were never meant to rule. They were meant to endure"Lower the flames," said Maerith, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. She pressed her palm to the hearthstone, feeling the fire answer her touch like a heartbeat. "Not out. Never out. Just.quiet.Children huddled beneath tables and cloaks, clutching bread still warm from ovens abandoned mid-rise. Elders whispered prayers to no god in particular. The Hearthborn had learned long ago that gods listened poorly, but fire remembered everything.Beyond the doors, steel rang. The Crown's men came in black, their armor etched with sigils that drank light. They carried torches that did not flicker, flames bound tight by blood magic-magic stolen, twisted, screaming beneath command. At their head walked the King's Enforcer, face hidden, oath-bound and silent. He did not look at the people as people. He looked at them as kindling."This is your last warning," a herald called, voice amplified by spell-work. "Extinguish the forbidden fires. Surrender the Hearthborn. The Crown will be merciful."Maerith laughed then-softly, sadly. "Mercy," she echoed, tasting the word. "They always misuse that one." She knelt before the central hearth and drew a blade across her palm. Blood fell, not into the fire, but onto the stone ring that held it. The hearth flared-not higher, but deeper, its glow sinking into walls and floors, into the bones of the city itself.Remember us, she thought-not as rulers. Not as martyrs. Remember us as shelter.The doors burst inward.Magic collided with magic. Blood magic howled as it met warmth it could not consume.Autobiography: Dr. James M. Copas, LLM., LLM., was born and raised in Hamilton, Ohio, and graduated from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, with his AA and BA. He then graduated from the University of Detroit Mercy School of Law with his JD. Jim then graduated from Stetson University College of Law in St. Petersburg, Florida, with his LLM degree in International Law, Business, and Trade. Then to Chicago, where he graduated from the John Marshall Law School with an LLM in Intellectual Property Law. The University of Illinois later issued another LLM diploma to Mr. Copas in Intellectual Property Law after having merged with John Marshall Law School.James Michael Copas, author of The Politicization of the American Legal System, writes with a deep reverence for God and an unwavering love for the United States. His work is driven by a profound concern for the increasingly chaotic and polarized nature of American politics, where partisan warfare now often eclipses principles of justice, truth, and constitutional fidelity. In a time when the law seems to drift like a slow-blowing political wind-malleable, weaponized, and too often stripped of its moral anchor-Copas calls readers to recognize what is at stake. His voice is one of clarity and conviction, urging a return to higher values in both law and governance.</ Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

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Paperback. Etat : new. Paperback. Synopsis: The night the hearths were extinguished, it snowed ash instead of ice.It drifted softly at first, settling on window ledges and prayer stones, on the shoulders of women who still believed walls could protect them. The air smelled wrong-metallic and sweet-like blood spilled too close to flame. Somewhere, bells rang once, twice, and then went silent.In the oldest quarter of the city, where the streets curved inward as if seeking warmth, the Hearthborn gathered. They did not gather to fight. They gathered to tend.Great fires burned in the communal halls-living fires, fed not by wood alone but by breath and memory and love freely given. These hearths had survived plagues and sieges, winters that broke kingdoms. They were older than the Crown, older than the oaths carved into palace stone. They were never meant to rule. They were meant to endure"Lower the flames," said Maerith, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. She pressed her palm to the hearthstone, feeling the fire answer her touch like a heartbeat. "Not out. Never out. Just.quiet.Children huddled beneath tables and cloaks, clutching bread still warm from ovens abandoned mid-rise. Elders whispered prayers to no god in particular. The Hearthborn had learned long ago that gods listened poorly, but fire remembered everything.Beyond the doors, steel rang. The Crown's men came in black, their armor etched with sigils that drank light. They carried torches that did not flicker, flames bound tight by blood magic-magic stolen, twisted, screaming beneath command. At their head walked the King's Enforcer, face hidden, oath-bound and silent. He did not look at the people as people. He looked at them as kindling."This is your last warning," a herald called, voice amplified by spell-work. "Extinguish the forbidden fires. Surrender the Hearthborn. The Crown will be merciful."Maerith laughed then-softly, sadly. "Mercy," she echoed, tasting the word. "They always misuse that one." She knelt before the central hearth and drew a blade across her palm. Blood fell, not into the fire, but onto the stone ring that held it. The hearth flared-not higher, but deeper, its glow sinking into walls and floors, into the bones of the city itself.Remember us, she thought-not as rulers. Not as martyrs. Remember us as shelter.The doors burst inward.Magic collided with magic. Blood magic howled as it met warmth it could not consumeAutobiography: Dr. James M. Copas, LLM., LLM., was born and raised in Hamilton, Ohio, and graduated from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, with his AA and BA. He then graduated from the University of Detroit Mercy School of Law with his JD. Jim then graduated from Stetson University College of Law in St. Petersburg, Florida, with his LLM degree in International Law, Business, and Trade. Then to Chicago, where he graduated from the John Marshall Law School with an LLM in Intellectual Property Law. The University of Illinois later issued another LLM diploma to Mr. Copas in Intellectual Property Law after having merged with John Marshall Law School.James Michael Copas, author of The Politicization of the American Legal System, writes with a deep reverence for God and an unwavering love for the United States. His work is driven by a profound concern for the increasingly chaotic and polarized nature of American politics, where partisan warfare now often eclipses principles of justice, truth, and constitutional fidelity. In a time when the law seems to drift like a slow-blowing political wind-malleable, weaponized, and too often stripped of its moral anchor-Copas calls readers to recognize what is at stake. His voice is one of clarity and conviction, urging a return to higher values in both law and governance Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…

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Hardcover. Etat : new. Hardcover. Synopsis: The night the hearths were extinguished, it snowed ash instead of ice.It drifted softly at first, settling on window ledges and prayer stones, on the shoulders of women who still believed walls could protect them. The air smelled wrong-metallic and sweet-like blood spilled too close to flame. Somewhere, bells rang once, twice, and then went silent.In the oldest quarter of the city, where the streets curved inward as if seeking warmth, the Hearthborn gathered. They did not gather to fight. They gathered to tend.Great fires burned in the communal halls-living fires, fed not by wood alone but by breath and memory and love freely given. These hearths had survived plagues and sieges, winters that broke kingdoms. They were older than the Crown, older than the oaths carved into palace stone. They were never meant to rule. They were meant to endure"Lower the flames," said Maerith, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. She pressed her palm to the hearthstone, feeling the fire answer her touch like a heartbeat. "Not out. Never out. Just.quiet.Children huddled beneath tables and cloaks, clutching bread still warm from ovens abandoned mid-rise. Elders whispered prayers to no god in particular. The Hearthborn had learned long ago that gods listened poorly, but fire remembered everything.Beyond the doors, steel rang. The Crown's men came in black, their armor etched with sigils that drank light. They carried torches that did not flicker, flames bound tight by blood magic-magic stolen, twisted, screaming beneath command. At their head walked the King's Enforcer, face hidden, oath-bound and silent. He did not look at the people as people. He looked at them as kindling."This is your last warning," a herald called, voice amplified by spell-work. "Extinguish the forbidden fires. Surrender the Hearthborn. The Crown will be merciful."Maerith laughed then-softly, sadly. "Mercy," she echoed, tasting the word. "They always misuse that one." She knelt before the central hearth and drew a blade across her palm. Blood fell, not into the fire, but onto the stone ring that held it. The hearth flared-not higher, but deeper, its glow sinking into walls and floors, into the bones of the city itself.Remember us, she thought-not as rulers. Not as martyrs. Remember us as shelter.The doors burst inward.Magic collided with magic. Blood magic howled as it met warmth it could not consume.Autobiography: Dr. James M. Copas, LLM., LLM., was born and raised in Hamilton, Ohio, and graduated from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, with his AA and BA. He then graduated from the University of Detroit Mercy School of Law with his JD. Jim then graduated from Stetson University College of Law in St. Petersburg, Florida, with his LLM degree in International Law, Business, and Trade. Then to Chicago, where he graduated from the John Marshall Law School with an LLM in Intellectual Property Law. The University of Illinois later issued another LLM diploma to Mr. Copas in Intellectual Property Law after having merged with John Marshall Law School.James Michael Copas, author of The Politicization of the American Legal System, writes with a deep reverence for God and an unwavering love for the United States. His work is driven by a profound concern for the increasingly chaotic and polarized nature of American politics, where partisan warfare now often eclipses principles of justice, truth, and constitutional fidelity. In a time when the law seems to drift like a slow-blowing political wind-malleable, weaponized, and too often stripped of its moral anchor-Copas calls readers to recognize what is at stake. His voice is one of clarity and conviction, urging a return to higher values in both law and Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…

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Hardcover. Etat : new. Hardcover. Synopsis: The night the hearths were extinguished, it snowed ash instead of ice.It drifted softly at first, settling on window ledges and prayer stones, on the shoulders of women who still believed walls could protect them. The air smelled wrong-metallic and sweet-like blood spilled too close to flame. Somewhere, bells rang once, twice, and then went silent.In the oldest quarter of the city, where the streets curved inward as if seeking warmth, the Hearthborn gathered. They did not gather to fight. They gathered to tend.Great fires burned in the communal halls-living fires, fed not by wood alone but by breath and memory and love freely given. These hearths had survived plagues and sieges, winters that broke kingdoms. They were older than the Crown, older than the oaths carved into palace stone. They were never meant to rule. They were meant to endure"Lower the flames," said Maerith, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. She pressed her palm to the hearthstone, feeling the fire answer her touch like a heartbeat. "Not out. Never out. Just.quiet.Children huddled beneath tables and cloaks, clutching bread still warm from ovens abandoned mid-rise. Elders whispered prayers to no god in particular. The Hearthborn had learned long ago that gods listened poorly, but fire remembered everything.Beyond the doors, steel rang. The Crown's men came in black, their armor etched with sigils that drank light. They carried torches that did not flicker, flames bound tight by blood magic-magic stolen, twisted, screaming beneath command. At their head walked the King's Enforcer, face hidden, oath-bound and silent. He did not look at the people as people. He looked at them as kindling."This is your last warning," a herald called, voice amplified by spell-work. "Extinguish the forbidden fires. Surrender the Hearthborn. The Crown will be merciful."Maerith laughed then-softly, sadly. "Mercy," she echoed, tasting the word. "They always misuse that one." She knelt before the central hearth and drew a blade across her palm. Blood fell, not into the fire, but onto the stone ring that held it. The hearth flared-not higher, but deeper, its glow sinking into walls and floors, into the bones of the city itself.Remember us, she thought-not as rulers. Not as martyrs. Remember us as shelter.The doors burst inward.Magic collided with magic. Blood magic howled as it met warmth it could not consume.Autobiography: Dr. James M. Copas, LLM., LLM., was born and raised in Hamilton, Ohio, and graduated from Miami University in Oxford, Ohio, with his AA and BA. He then graduated from the University of Detroit Mercy School of Law with his JD. Jim then graduated from Stetson University College of Law in St. Petersburg, Florida, with his LLM degree in International Law, Business, and Trade. Then to Chicago, where he graduated from the John Marshall Law School with an LLM in Intellectual Property Law. The University of Illinois later issued another LLM diploma to Mr. Copas in Intellectual Property Law after having merged with John Marshall Law School.James Michael Copas, author of The Politicization of the American Legal System, writes with a deep reverence for God and an unwavering love for the United States. His work is driven by a profound concern for the increasingly chaotic and polarized nature of American politics, where partisan warfare now often eclipses principles of justice, truth, and constitutional fidelity. In a time when the law seems to drift like a slow-blowing political wind-malleable, weaponized, and too often stripped of its moral anchor-Copas calls readers to recognize what is at stake. His voice is one of clarity and conviction, urging a return to higher values in both law and Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.…

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Hardcover. Etat : new. Hardcover. Synopsis: This thesis investigates the proposition that the United States Constitution offers a viable solution to the contemporary challenges facing America. By integrating historical analysis, constitutional theory, comparative studies, and legal jurisprudence, the study examines the enduring principles and adaptable structures embedded within the Constitution that have underpinned American democracy since its inception. The research explores how foundational concepts such as federalism, separation of powers, and individual rights not only contributed to the nation's early success but also provide a robust framework for addressing modern political, economic, and social dilemmas.Methodologically, the thesis employs a multidisciplinary approach, combining archival research, case studies, and critical analysis of judicial interpretations and legislative developments. It scrutinizes both historical crises and current issues-ranging from political polarization to technological challenges-to assess the capacity of constitutional mechanisms to restore civic order and promote democratic renewal. Comparative perspectives are drawn from global constitutional models to highlight the unique features and potential shortcomings of the American system, offering a balanced evaluation of its transformative power in a rapidly changing world.The findings suggest that while the Constitution is not a panacea, its core principles serve as essential tools for institutional reform and social cohesion. By re-emphasizing constitutional literacy, civic engagement, and pragmatic reform, the thesis argues that a renewed commitment to these founding ideals is imperative for revitalizing American democracy. Ultimately, the study positions the Constitution not merely as a historical document, but as a living blueprint for preserving and enhancing the nation's future.Autobiography: Dr. James M. Copas, LLM., LLM., a life-time student of learning and lover of reading books and writing a few as well, is deeply educated in international law, intellectual property law, and business law. Raised in Hamilton, Ohio, he earned his AA and BA from Miami University, Oxford, Ohio, his Juris Doctor from the University of Detroit Mercy School of Law, Detroit, Michigan and multiple LLM degrees from Stetson University College of Law, St Petersburg, Florida, the John Marshall School of Law, Chicago and the University of Illinois, Chicago. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. …

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