The Clockwork God by Jamie Sedgwick

Author:Jamie Sedgwick [Sedgwick, Jamie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Steampunk, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781492800477
Google: LfQKngEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-12-18T11:00:00+00:00

The whistle blew several more times over the next half hour. Soon, it was accompanied by the deep, drumming sound of the massive locomotive engine. The noise built up to a roar, and the whistle howled as the Iron Horse bore down on the castle. As it grew nearer, the tracks in the street began to vibrate. The townsfolk gathered in the square, murmuring fearfully as they touched the tracks and felt the Horse’s ominous approach.

Shayla, who was located next to the window overlooking the street, described the entire scene. The Keeper sent guards to calm the townsfolk, but even the guards lost all sense of composure as the noise built up to a wild crescendo. The peasants began running back and forth, wailing and moaning about the fury of their god, some even calling on the Keeper to defend them from his wrath.

Then at last, the Horse plowed through the castle wall in a fury of splintered wood and shattered stone, and the crowd scattered to the winds. Only the Keeper remained, watching with dark, calculating eyes as the locomotive roared into the town square. Immediately, the brakes locked up. The shrieking sound rattled the streets and rooftops, and sparks rained down on the square. Finally, the Iron Horse came to a stop. There was a loud hiss as the engineer released the built up steam pressure and the brakes locked into place. The scene became eerily quiet.

“Someone’s coming out now,” Shayla said, describing the scene to the others from her vantage near the window. “He’s strange looking, like a man but covered in fur.”

“That would be Socrates,” Kale said, grinning.

“He’s walking to the front of the locomotive. A crowd is gathering, but he’s just standing there, looking down at them. Oh, my-”

“What is it?” Thane demanded. “What’s going on?”

Shayla drew her gaze away from the window and turned to face her companions. “The townsfolk… they’re worshipping Socrates.”

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