Friday, November 7, 2008
BWC post 98 THE HERETICS Turlough and Gian
ch 22 Spider (cont) It was not wisdom, perhaps, to stay where we were, but neither of us had the strength to go anywhere else. We did what we could. Behind the ruin of the cottage, a root cellar had been dug into the hill and lined with stone, and it still had a strong plank door. Between Gian’s...
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BWC pst 97 THE HERETICS Turlough and the spider
ch 22 Spider (cont) So nearly I'd had her in my hand! So very nearly free she'd been, to cleanse the demons out of herself, her life! Sure, she’d been coming along so nicely. Damned to Hell be that unholy leech, that blasphemous abomination! Why can he not leave her be? No great stretch of the mind...
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BWC post 96 THE HERETICS Turlough dreams an old friend
22-- Spider It comes and goes… For a while there’s no knowing what is image in my mind, what is the real world… But I’m thinking that the more painful one is the truth. I choose the merely irritating then… …up to my neck in rubble and not a move can I make to be freeing myself… and sure, there’s no...
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Thursday, November 6, 2008
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Sunday, November 2, 2008
BWC post 95 THE HERETICS Padrone follows the thread
ch 21 Padrone (cont) I arise. Night has fallen. I hunger, though not so sharply as before. I cast my sensing afield and find other things of interest. That warped thread draws me towards the southern reaches of the hill country. The stone houses of men crown this hilltop and that, and tall square...
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BWC - post 94 THE HERETICS The Padrone awakens
21-- Padrone Awake. Again. Were the breath of life in me, I would sigh with disappointment. And with disgust for the relief that lurks behind the regret. It is a counterfeit of life I have, but I cannot relinquish the grip I have on it. Humiliation… Were there tears in me, did I remember how to do...
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BWC post 93 THE HERETICS Turlough has a few words with the Jester
ch 20 Vineyard (cont) The next sight I had of Columbina, as I labored up through the shabby waste of an abandoned vineyard, aroused a fresh burst of determined energy: by a stone hut at the top of the hill, she hung slack in the clutch of that grotesque demon mountebank she called the Jester. She...
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Monday, October 27, 2008
BWC post 92 THE HERETICS - Turlough finds Columbina
Ch 20 Vinyard (cont) I’d lost the wench. Damn the chit! I'd had to find my property, sure I couldn't be looking after her sorry skin when she would be running off in any direction! I did try indeed to keep an eye on the thread of her Light but it was soon lost in the tangle and mess of this whole...
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Saturday, October 25, 2008
BWC - post 92 THE HERETICS - Columbina finds more than she's looking for
20-—Vineyard I was too angry to care whether he followed me or not. The evening breeze whispered through the treetops, among the tents and walls; it cooled my heated face, my anger and frustration. It moved through the tumult of the camp, and there, too, its light touch seemed to have a calming...
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Wednesday, October 22, 2008
BWC - post 91 THE HERETICS - Turlough and Columbina disagree
ch19 Cesare (cont) Sure, I was really beginning to enjoy the company of this wicked little wench. If only she’d stick to my side long enough for me to get a few sensible notions into her obstreperous mind. And now, like that, she was gone again, darting in and out of shadows like a wraith, so I was...
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