“Wossit?” Gog stared entranced.
“The Builders made it,” I said. “It’s a thousand years old.”
Row and Red Kent came over to see.
“I’m told they call it a watch,” I said. “And you can see why.”
In truth, I’d been watching it a lot myself. It had a face on it behind crystal, with twelve hours marked and sixty minutes, and two black arms that moved, one slow, one slower still, to point out the time. Entranced, I had opened it up at the back with the point of my knife and gazed into the guts of the thing. The hatch popped back on a minute hinge as if the Builders had known I would want to see inside. Wheels within wheels, tiny, toothed, and turning. How they made such things so small and so precise I cannot guess but to me it is a wonder past any man-made sun or glow-light.
- Fear Death By Water
- The idea behind this blog is to share my opinions about Post-Apocalyptic Literature, Films and Ephemera as well as my random nattering on a regular basis.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Friday, August 9, 2013
Prince of Thorns by Mark Lawrence
“The ones who built this road . . . if they’d make me a castle—” Thunder in the east cut across my words.
“If the Road-men built castles, we’d never get in anywhere,” Makin said. “Be happy they’re gone.”
“If the Road-men built castles, we’d never get in anywhere,” Makin said. “Be happy they’re gone.”
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Musical Interlude the Twenty-Ninth
Hot and burning in your nostrils
Pouring down your gaping mouth
Your molten bodies, blanket of cinders
Caught in the throes
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
Free Apocalyptic Books (nineteen)
Same drill. These are free but for an undetermined length of time. Get them now in other words.
1) Tin by Parker Zane
1) Tin by Parker Zane
2) The Chop Shop by Christopher Heffernan
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