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Patina – Chapter 137
For a time, it even seemed they could win. The muzzles lit up the night and the echoes of blasting bullets tore apart the silence – together with the screams, the yowls of pain from the Eerie and the creaking growl from the breach as the increasing pressure finally got the best of the haphazard…
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Patina – Chapter 136
The cold was settling in even through the deepest reaches of the Generator. As the sun stopped bathing Belacqua in its light and the leftover heat escaped, Arguta and the others had to put on thicker and thicker clothes. It was getting hard to work with gloves and coats, and metal was turning deathly cold…
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Patina – Chapter 135
Amarco, the Constable, was helping just like everyone else. The Hunter’s chest hurt at the thought he’d just been handling out holy water and wallowing in pity. Another thing he ought to be grateful to Sadja for. It was a growing list. “Hunter!” He greeted him, standing up from his labor, gesturing to another worker…
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Patina – Chapter 134
The Hunter looked nervously at the sky, following the trace of the sun as it climbed down towards the horizon, pulling shadows gaunt and tight. “More water this way!” He shouted, reaching for the next container, but they were completely out of vials. What was Elissa doing? They were supposed to have more than this!…
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Patina – Chapter 133
There was a tense moment, clear as crystal and just as fragile, before panic would set in. Sadja smelled it. She had pulled away one of the townspeople, an elderly man she happened to be helping with groceries, away from a bursting pipe. Her back ached from the jet of steam, but she was faring…
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Coeur de la nuit – Urban/Historical Fantasy Short, 1/2
On another sleepless night, Lucilla followed the corpse-light as it beckoned her through the motley waters of the Venetian lagoon. The brightness of the full moon scattered in feverish sparks on the surface of the ephemeral Adriatic, by might of silver conjured. With each stride she spilled more water up her thighs, balancing herself by…
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Patina – Chapter 132
Everyone in Belacqua would, for whatever time they had left, remember where they were when it happened. Whether they were with friends or alone, maybe on duty on the ramparts. Whatever they were doing, one thing was the same for everyone: it was a beautiful and finally clear day in late February, according to the…
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Patina – Chapter 131
Cloria woke up with something hold her down. Her honed instincts kicked in and she started, her hand reaching for her side to take out her knife. Only to blink and realize that the thing holding her to the bed was just Bernardo’s naked arm. Attached to the rest of his, quite naked as well,…
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Patina – Chapter 130
Sadja saw her again by the time of mid-winter celebration. There was not much to celebrate, besides the fact that somehow Belacqua kept holding on, day after day. Each night someone fell to the Eerie, or to a bursting pipe, or to some other accident. The town’s population dwindled and for those who remained, food…
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Patina – Chapter 129
Elissa followed the old woman down into the Generator’s belly. She had covered her hands with gloves, blaming the cold, and she could write off the ugly feeling that hooked her at the stomach on nerves. But it was much stronger than last time. The metal walls, the pipelines, the intent to reshape and control…
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