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Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 30Part 30
Gabriel is my guardian. If there's anyone I should talk to, it should be him.
With a hesitant smile, the writer turned towards the angel again. "Alton," he said calmly. "Why don't you let Lidia keep you company for the day? Lately, you've seemed happier when she's around. I'll stop by Gabriel's and talk with him. Maybe if I confront him, I can trip him up, find out if he's done anything. I still doubt it, but you never know. He might tell me, especially if he feels guilty about it."
Alton lifted his head and looked at Nathan wearily, but a weak smile appeared on his lips. "It's been a very long time since I've been so challenged," he said with a sigh. "I'm not on my game as much as I used to be. I appreciate your offer, but I'm not sure it will be worth the effort."
"Will it hurt to try?"
The angel thought about it, then sighed, shaking his head as he straightened. "No, it won't hurt to try, and I'll gladly watch Lidia in the meantime. She can come back with me to
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 29Part 29
I know he feels protective of Lidia, but it may be more important to mention that feather.
"Okay." Nathan swallowed another bite of lunch before he continued. "I'll cut to the chase: I think Gula was wearing one of your feathers in her hair."
Alton very nearly choked on the sip of water he'd just taken. "She what?"
The writer winced. "She was wearing a black feather in her hair when I saw her. I'm pretty sure it was one of yours, unless there's some other reason she could have been wearing it..."
"Doubtful." Alton rubbed his temples. "I'd wondered how she'd managed a human form, being severed from her host. I couldn't imagine she'd somehow gotten another one; doing that requires... never mind." He shook his head and sighed, smiling uneasily. "Please tell me she didn't look much different than she did at the factory, when you first saw her."
"No, not much, just less... piggy." Nathan tried to smile back. "I'm guessing the Sins can't take human form on their
Echoes - Episode 3: Reviewing the Situation
Episode 3: Reviewing the Situation
The silence was palpable. With that smile still stretched across his face, the man walked up to the bar, stopped for a moment to fish some money from his pocket, then turned to Treddz. "Here's a little extra for your pains. I appreciate the service."
She swiped the cash from his hand without hesitation and made a small bow. "Pleasure doin' business with you sir!" Treddz straightened, then turned and gave Alistair a little salute. "See ya' 'round, Ali!" With that, she bounced out of the bar the same way she came in.
As soon as she was gone, the man's smile vanished, and he looked pointedly at Snow and Parker. "Now, conversation."
"I'm not in not in the mood for conversations," Parker drawled, returning the glare.
"What do you want, Artemis?" Snow shot at him, her confident tone somewhat forced. "God, of all the Gray-cloaks the Council could have sent, it had to be you."
"Missed you too, Miss Niveus." Artemis pushed his glasses up the brid
Edge of Thorns 3 - Pt 28Part 28
I've been putting off telling Alton about Gula for a while now. I should probably get that taken care of before I get anything else squared away.
"I need to call Alton back," Nathan mumbled to himself, popping two slices of bread into the toaster while he finished up the eggs. Lidia had started to stir, so he fished out his phone again to give the bookseller one more call.
It rang a long time before he answered.
"Sterling and Son. This is Alton speaking. How can I help you?"
"Hey, Alton. It's Nathan again. I..."
"I can't really talk right now; we're a bit busy."
"Oh." He was about to ask how busy, but he heard Alton put the phone aside to speak with a customer, so he waited.
"Sorry about that. You still there, Nathan?"
"Yeah, um... when's a good time to call back?" He realized he didn't want to just tell him over the phone, especially if he had to do more explaining. "Or, is there a time I can stop by to talk when you're less busy? Geeze, I didn't think it'd be so
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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