Symphony of the Wind by Steven McKinnon

Author:Steven McKinnon [McKinnon, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steven McKinnon DBA Vividarium Books
Published: 2018-06-24T22:00:00+00:00

‘Papers.’

Gallows stepped forward, the sun bearing down on his eyes. The soldier took Gallows’ papers, eyeing him with no small amount of suspicion before stamping it.

Empty cans and bottles flew overhead. The Watch dragged screaming civilians across the ground.

‘Why do they do it when they know we’ll fling ’em into jail?’ said one of the soldiers. They were indistinguishable in their dark blue fatigues and black helmets.

‘Because in jail, you’re guaranteed food and water,’ Gallows answered.

With some reluctance, they let him through the checkpoint. It’d take ages just to get to his office, let alone reach the Courtesans’ Guild. Is it better or worse if Veronica already knows?

Wind forced rubbish to waltz in the street, accompanied by the faint smell of blood. Sharp points of shattered glass in window frames caught sunlight, like threads of a ripped white dress. Funny how the presence of soldiers and coppers made everything less safe.

A couple of hours had passed since Gallows got off the train with Fallon, Rend and Valentine, and he’d hoped to have spent that time sleeping. The major had made them go their separate ways after they’d alighted in a bomb shelter—similar to the lab’s secret entrance—concealed not far from the gate into Petrel’s Tail. They’d had to blow the shelter doors open with Valentine’s last demo charge, and climb out. Thankfully one of the gate’s guards recognised Fallon and let them in, otherwise they’d still be out there, rotting in the desert.

The look Valentine gave Gallows on the train… She’d blame him for leaving Sturrock to die for the rest of her life.

But instead of resting, sleep came in fits. Gallows woke to find his tongue sticking to the plastic lining on his bedroom floor and his sheets lying at the other end of the room, soaked with sweat.

At the fringe of his waking mind, the Grand Perceptor hung like a spectre, replaying in detail the things she’d made him do. The guilt squirming in his stomach was made worse by knowing the truth about Sera.

But he had the strength to swallow it today.

Because he knew it would be over soon.

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