Chapter Five: ESCAPE
Drwyn had given Teia a new horse for the ride to the Gathering. Finn, her old dun gelding, was consigned to the pack-train after aiming a kick at him, and had been replaced with a sweet-faced grey mare. By the ﬁfth day of the journey Teia hated her. She was entirely too biddable.
Not much chance of you aiming a kick at the chief’s backside, eh?
Feeling guilty, she patted her mount’s neck. It wasn’t the grey’s fault she wasn’t … More
I first came across Rebecca Solnit when I read Wanderlust, her rambling, round-about social, political, cultural and personal history of walking. It was a book that took in everything from Wordsworth, to mass trespass, to flaneurs and prostitutes. You never quite get the book you think you’re going to get with Solnit. Her mind is so restless, so wide-ranging, that anything she writes quickly crosses predictable boundaries. This could be terribly undisciplined and distracting but her passions are so heartfelt, … More
Chapter Four: SAVIN
The house near the tailors’ guildhall in Mesarild to which Savin had tracked Alderan’s colours truly was unremarkable: a four¬square, sturdy thing of dressed Elethrainian granite, stolid and rosy as a country squire, surrounded by a low wall built more to deﬁne the small square of neatly scythed lawn behind which the house sat than for any pretensions to security. To all appearances it was a merchant’s residence; someone well-to-do enough to afford a modest garden in the … More
For followers of our Gollancz Dark Fantasy page on Facebook, you’ll know that every Thursday we introduce you to a new series or book that we think you’ll be Thirsty for. This week’s Thirsty for Thursday title is THE MASQUE OF THE RED DEATH by Bethany Griffin which is published next week by our sister imprint Indigo.
Based on Edgar Allan Poe’s story of the same name, The Masque of the Red Death is a deeply atmospheric … More