Gotrek & Felix: Kinslayer by David Guymer

Author:David Guymer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Black Library
Published: 2014-08-29T16:00:00+00:00

Ten

Alone

Kislev was flat and it was open. The wind cut down from the big mountain range in the north, getting stronger and bloody colder as it stormed over the plains unchecked and battered Snorri Nosebiter’s face. Snorri closed his eyes and waded into the waist-deep snow. His eyelids rippled as if under attack by tiny blows. His beard thrashed. The force being driven against his broad shoulders was enough to uproot a tree. But Snorri wasn’t a tree. As tough as trees looked they were soft in the middle and Snorri wasn’t soft anywhere, except perhaps in the head, but if he had to be soft anywhere then that was probably where he would have chosen. With a determined growl, Snorri dug himself out another foot and swung his mace-leg into it. Snorri spat snow from his lips, but his beard was full of the stuff. It was a cold and constantly wet weight on his chin, like he had just been pulled from a river. Snorri hated water. It tasted horrible.

And Snorri hated trees. They were where old human ladies with nothing better to do than surround themselves with giant spiders and curse innocent Slayers lived.

Snorri plunged his massive hands into the snow in front of him and shovelled it aside. Foot-by-foot, that was the dwarf way. His stupid destiny could be a mile away or a thousand and over the mountains, but one step at a time would get him there in the end. He just hoped it would be sooner rather than later. Driving his body into the opening he had cut, he turned, sheltered his eyes under his hand and looked back down the trench he had gouged.

Snow flicked his numb fingers, and he watched for a minute as it filled the trench behind him and patted it down as though burying a body. The only evidence that Snorri had passed that way was that Snorri was right here. It would be so easy to just give up, sit down, and let the snow cover him too. He was tempted. An eternity as a dishonoured revenant denied Grimnir’s hall didn’t seem so terrible when compared to Kislev. It would be worth it just for the look on that mean seeress’s face – take your doom and choke on it! – but Snorri knew he couldn’t do that.

Snorri shook the snow from his hand and rubbed his eyes. He had made a promise to Gotrek. The thought of his old friend loosened more than just snow, but he tried not to think about it. It was hard though in this place. The steppe was like Snorri’s mind, big and empty and just waiting to be filled. The steppe had its snow and its wind. Snorri had his thoughts.

Was Gotrek involved in his doom somehow?

Did he have something to do with Snorri’s shame?

Unable to keep himself from thinking, he tried to think about something else instead. About how many days he had been walking like this perhaps? Snorri grinned wearily.

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