February 13th, 2014
|08:25 am - a Traveller and Wish-Queen extra for Paratti|
Cold grey day for my morning walk with Master Danger, the north wind blowing us past the threatening school buses, the bending trees, the rush of incoming Thursday....
And it's a cold grey London day in this Traveller and Wish-Queen extra, set between Chapters 4 and 5. I offer it as a small birthday gift for my good friend paratti, who wanted to spend a little more time with Tom and Lily and who gave me the key word "park." Happy birthday, mate!
“Which way would you like to go?” Tom said.
“I’m not entirely sure.” Lily pulled her coat more tightly around herself. “Into the park, perhaps?”
They stood on Piccadilly outside the Ritz, in the midst of shouts, crowds, buses, with a chilly wind teasing at them. They had worked and planned all day, and five minutes ago Lily had pushed shut Tom’s notebook and announced that they must venture out into the pitiful excuse for sunshine, she needed to breathe.
Tom had contemplated protesting, but then thought better of it. She had been too close for comfort – No. The pressure of what to come, of Hward and their duty, had been too close. That was what he meant.
A hard jostle from a passing tourist, an apology in an unfamiliar accented voice, recalled him to where they were. It was instinct to put his arm around her, to protect – and it was instinct to grasp for the sword he’d been practicing with that morning, the sword that wasn’t there.
He did neither. Lily was capable of protecting herself, and he had walls to maintain for a while longer.
“Which way would you like to go, Lily?” he said again.
They had kept moving, and now Green Park lay to their left. As she glanced in that direction, her tumbled hair blew against his face. The world for a moment was heavy with sweetness and danger.
He cleared his throat. “Do you wish to head toward Buckingham Palace, visit your sister-queen? Make you feel at home?”
A shudder deep in her was palpable, like a thunderclap from far away. Her voice, however, was all Wish-Queen smoothness: “I think not, Tom. Let’s strike out for Hyde Park and the Serpentine.”
Serpentine – Tom felt his own deep shudder, heard for a moment the hissing of a bloody horrible snake. No, that was just the brakes of a bus. Just because he didn’t much care for serpents….
“Hyde Park it is,” he said, and offered his arm.
May you all find gifts in your day, not just Paratti! :)
Ooooh. You're so great at evoking the whole story with all its twists and undercurrents in a few lines. Love the hair, and also the hiss. Thanks.
Thank you thank you! For reading the book AND for enjoying this taste. :) Cheers!
|Date:||February 13th, 2014 03:54 pm (UTC)|| |
A very nice extra bit :) I enjoyed reading it.
Thank you thank you, T!
Happy almost-Friday, too.
|Date:||February 13th, 2014 05:00 pm (UTC)|| |
Lovely to read more of Tom and Lily :)
Thank you, K, thanks for reading the book AND the wee bit. :)
Hugs and a good weekend ahead!
|Date:||February 13th, 2014 05:46 pm (UTC)|| |
That was lovely:) Especially the foreshadowing:)
Loved it. Thanks so much for it.
Thank you, and HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Cheers and hugs a million for you on your day!
what a delightful snippet!
Thank you, ALH! :) Cheers and a wonderful weekend ahead (possibly with rain)!
Well, it's trying to sprinkle, anyway!
Sweetness and danger, oh yes!
Thanks, Bead! :) Hugs and good cheer for your Friday.
Thanks, Stevie! Happy Friday.