Sun and Shadow: An Erik Winter Novel by Ake Edwardson; Laurie Thompson

Author:Ake Edwardson; Laurie Thompson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780143037187
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1999-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

He was reading Sacrament’s texts. The hero in song number three flew into space imprisoned in his own hatred. There was a lot about hatred, of oneself and others.

This is the most idiotic load of old crap I’ve ever read, thought Winter.

They’re teasing us.

Here is the dream I live with, this is my plan. To kill mankind and destroy the universe.

A big task that others have tried before.

Most of the text was in the first person. Whoever it was rarely stayed on earth. Just a short visit to Manhattan. A voyage on the Red Sea. A voyage on the Black Sea. Otherwise it was alien worlds.

This could keep a dozen psychologists going for years, Winter thought. But it’s not much good to us. I can ask the guys at Desdemona if this is any different from other lyrics in the genre.

He noticed several references to walls, a few in every song. Wall of Hate. Wall of Blood. Wall of Corpses. Wall of Horrors. It became tedious after a while, worn, like flaking wallpaper.

He took off his reading glasses and examined them. The lenses seemed to have been dirtied by the words, covered by a thin layer of translucent soot.

His mobile phone rang in the inside pocket of his jacket. The display showed his mother’s number in Nueva Andalucia. Winter felt a sudden shooting pain in his chest.

“Hello, Mom.”

“Hello, Erik. I can never get used to the idea that the person I’m calling can see my number.”

“Makes you wonder why some people never answer, eh?”

“You always answer, Erik.”

“Of course! How are things?”

“I’m taking it a day at a time, as they say. But it’s going ... quite well. I visit the grave almost every day. It’s a sort of outing. You can see the sea from there.”

“It’s an attractive place for a grave.”

“It’s so lovely with the mountain and the sea. He’s gone to a beautiful place, at least.”

“Yes.”

“And now Christmas is approaching. I suppose serious Christmas shopping is getting under way now?”

“I don’t honestly know. Not for me it isn‘t, at least.”

“I can understand that. Another murder. It’s terrible. And just when you got back home from here.” There was a pause and Winter could hear the sound of ice cubes in a cocktail glass of Tanqueray and tonic.

“I read about it in GP. Awful. And only a few doors away from where you live.”

“Where I live isn’t a crime-free zone, Mother.”

“I was thinking mainly about Angela. She must be wondering what kind of a place she’s landed in.”

“She is.”

“No, that was a silly thing for me to say. How’s she doing?”

“Everything’s fine.”

“Have you felt any kicks yet?”

“Yes.”

“What was it like? Tell me!”

“It was ... fantastic. A very special experience.”

“I remember when you ... when I ...” and Winter heard her voice break and the sound of ice cubes rattling next to the receiver. “I’m sorry, Erik. I was thinking about when you ... and Dad ...” and her voice broke again, more rattling, and then she was back. “It was like you say.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.