Author: aarondkey
Stolid’s Inadequate Explanation
They sat together briefly while Timonthy recovered and then continued climbing. “I can’t believe that Stolid has so little self control that he would let this happen,” Timonthy shouted over the roar of the wind. “Endangering people you said he wanted to protect: Paris his own daughter, and his own brother, never mind everyone else.”…
The Storm
“I’m not a youth,” Gerard protested. “Compared to me you are young.” “I’m not denying that I would prefer it if you were a younger man,” Gerard said solemnly. “But that can’t be, and it’s the ‘you’ that’s important, not your age. Yes, so Damon Ich is younger and beautiful, and could theoretically be any…
The Waterfall from a Different Angle
“Let’s go and have a look,” he suggested. He had this picture in his mind of a war canoe built out of a massive trunk but when they found the boats they were small and light, just right for one person to move quickly with a single oar, probably kayaks. Gerard dragged one canoe into…
On the Way to the Lake.
“You’re still here,” Gerard said. “Did you find some tea then?” Timonthy waved his cup in his direction without speaking. He didn’t want to appear uninviting but he wasn’t sure that Gerard’s presence was useful then. Johnathon and he weren’t solving anything though, just sitting around bemoaning fate: not even fate, just consequences. Also he…
Johnathon’s Revelation and Stolid’s Downfall
“Well that’s not true,” Johnathon said indignantly. “I didn’t say that. He might have interpreted something I did as meaning that but I didn’t say it.” Now Johnathon was awake it didn’t seem right to perch on the end of the bed and Timonthy took his cup to the window seat. “Anyway Peter is not…
In Search of Tea
“I’ll try Joseph’s room first,” she said and veered off after passing through the archway. Timonthy pushed his hair from his face and watched her for just a second longer than he would have done if he was not worried. “Who is Joseph?” “He’s a old man, a teacher to some of the younger children,”…
Unreality settling in and More Disturbing Revelations.
“I’ll be there at dinner,” Peter said. “Doing my best to answer any questions that Gerard can’t answer. He’ll be more forthcoming now that he is no longer obliged to keep Stolid’s secrets. I’ve just got something I need to do first.” He disappeared before they realised and they stared at each other across the…
Paris’s Dilemma
“No wait,” Paris said and she put her hand on Peter’s arm as if to restrain him. “Is that who I think it is?” They all followed her gaze to a man sat on the edge of the room at the front. He was dressed in an inconspicuous grey tunic and trousers, watching the child…
Suspicion and Further Proof
“Is that enough Gerard?” Peter asked. Gerard shrugged his shoulders and Peter presumably took this to mean yes as they found themselves back in the quiet circle of grass surrounded by trees again. There was a silence. It was difficult to break, Timonthy thought awkwardly. ‘What could be said to sum up an experience like…
Explaining Gerard’s Fascination with horses
[Tolerance, tolerance. Although it makes me sick to hear such thoughts….My son….He shouldn’t lounge around like that I suppose, although he thought he was unobserved. I can understand why anyone would notice the improvement in his looks, I wonder what he’s been up to. He seems to be yearning for his youth. Still to think…