Leveling (Luna's Story Book 1) by Diana Knightley

Author:Diana Knightley [Knightley, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

Coastal cities were disconcerting and this one was exceptionally so. It had been built on an incline, so the ocean was taking the city street by street. What used to be the main street, through the middle of town, was now oceanfront. Literally, water lapping on the street bringing with it chunks and debris. On the seaside the houses were at varying levels of submerged.

Street level, the bottom floor was a foot deep.

A half block deeper, that row—the water was up to the first-floor windows.

Until about six blocks out—the tops of roofs were the only part of the building above water, in rows, built into docks. Boats were anchored on the high pitch of old roofs. Top floors of taller buildings stuck up and out, here and there, like smaller versions of Beckett’s Outpost. One had a restaurant attached. Floating docks interconnected it all.

The entire thing was so odd, water up and over buildings, that even though Beckett had grown up in this world, had lived with this always, it still unsettled him. It was a disaster after all. Slow moving albeit. Commonplace, sure. Normal, but it was still an end-times scenario. And Beckett was only lucky so far.

When would his luck change?

Beckett couldn’t bear to drive straight up to the water’s edge. He turned just before the front road, into an alley, behind buildings, around hundreds of other cycles, and parked. He sat there for a minute talking to himself. You need a boat. To get a boat you’ll have to go to the water. You’ll have to.

He swung his leg off and over and locked up his bike. Behind him were city buildings. He walked, pushing and shoving and jostling through the crowds down Pier Avenue. The street butted into the sea perpendicular to block after block of submerged, half-collapsed, falling, possibly floating buildings in disgusting water. Foamy and dark and putrid. Why did anyone still live here and look at this?

But the city was bustling. All around and behind him, people walked and talked and ate at restaurants and shopped. It was only at the waterline that one could have a tiny bit of respite from the crowds.

Shit. It was about four in the afternoon. The sun was glistening obliquely down on the whole seaport city.

Along the waterline were sandbags, the army, fellow soldiers like himself, had been here moving the levee up, up, up, as water overtook the city.

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