Terror Of The Frozen North by Angelia Sparrow & Naomi Brooks & Naomi Brooks

Terror Of The Frozen North by Angelia Sparrow & Naomi Brooks & Naomi Brooks

Author:Angelia Sparrow & Naomi Brooks & Naomi Brooks [Sparrow, Angelia;Brooks, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
ISBN: 9781681750521
Publisher: Amber Quill Press, LLC
Published: 2015-07-11T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 10

Bitter cold was our constant companion. Even the shelters were barely above freezing, the little solar heaters working overtime to keep them livable. Zimmer tutted over his transports, but they weathered the trip as well as any of the equipment. Whether the men of the group would endure so well remained to be seen.

--From the Journal of Charlie Doyle, Secretary to Lord Withycombe

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The next few days provided plenty of notes for his working. They rose early, the sun coming up at seven, and packed up the camp. The shelters packed away as quickly and easily as they had gone up. Charlie took the dogsled instead of riding behind Edward. He snugged his scarf and goggles inside his hood, although the sled moved more slowly than the personal transport. Edward rode ahead, scouting his way across the glacier. The transport followed behind, the low rumble of its engine oddly soothing.

Charlie found the sled warmer than the transport, since he could bundle down under a blanket and keep his legs warmer. He watched the scenery, spotting birds and small wildlife. There wasn't much else to see. He watched Edward, and listened to the Danes mush the huskies across the snow.

He had to keep his hands in the mittens, so he couldn't write. Instead, he turned the telegram over in his mind, trying to work the attack in London and the one in Rekjavik into some sort of sanity. The tongue-less sailor, the man in the suit and the robed man with webbed fingers, they fit together somehow and he couldn't figure it out. Edward had suggested two different groups. The first two both wore the same necklace. Nigel had said the words were something about a necklace of faith.

Charlie didn't touch his own necklace, but he thought long and hard. They shared the same religion and clearly it had missed the "thou shalt not kill" part. A star and an eye. Just thinking about the sigil made his head hurt and his stomach churn for no good reason.

The travel ended early, with Zimmer calling a halt around lunchtime. They pitched the tents and ate, the cold seeming to require a great deal of food. Zimmer encouraged the others to stay in the tents with the heaters and rest, while asking Edward to instruct Charlie and Nigel on how to handle the personal transport. He and one of their guides took a dogsled and rode ahead.

Charlie listened patiently, noting all of the controls and even sketching them in his notebook and labeling them. Nigel paid close attention, but quickly grew impatient, inspecting it, pacing around it.

"Let him take the first round," Charlie said. "I rode yesterday and have an idea how it handles." He watched, only half-worried as Nigel started the vehicle and Edward climbed on behind him. As they putted off, he sat on a campstool to await their return. He gave it up quickly and crawled back into the tent, taking off his mittens so he could write in the warmth of the solar heater.



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