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13 pages, Audible Audio
First published April 23, 2015
It watches him with mismatched eyes. One canine, black in the poor light, unreadable, but the other a human one: it flickers in recognition. Somewhere outside the city a Handler watches, viewing the wanderer through their swapped orbs.
It is a short and brutal journey. The two men manage to climb with grunting ease, passing between them the baby, who contemplates sky and suns and other unknowable things.
They pull up the goat with a rope. She sways slowly, comments rarely, dark eyes seething, planning revenge.
From the tower, the Hammer emerges into the red and gold dawn. She is wearing her armour again. She has changed it, fixing the plates to each other rather than her flesh. At her side trots the goat, a bunch of yellow stalks spiking from each side of her mouth, whisker like.
'And what about this other feller, the quiet one?'
'Best not to ask.'
'Well if you ain’t the weirdest bunch I ever saw, then call me scav bait! Your friend is welcome to his mystery but I got to call him something, so if you won’t give me a name, I’ll give him one. What’s it to be, Harm?'
'You go ahead.'
Deke settles into the cockpit, chattering while the others clamber onto the wings.
'I think I’m gonna go with Scout. After m'dog.'
The Vagrant shakes his head as laughter bursts from Harm. Vesper soon follows his lead. Even the goat enjoys a quiet snigger.
'Your...Dog?'
**By the time the goat catches up, a space yawns between First Circle and escape. The goat’s eyes narrow. She doesn’t slow down, glare fixed on her target. Hooves kick on pasteel, then air, as she sails over water, a meteor, malevolent.
Vesper points, delighted. 'G—-'
Her shadow falls across the Vagrant who turns, too slow to escape fate.
'—oat!'
A stream of bubbles appear on the surface of the water. Vesper points at the Vagrant. "Dada!"
Eyebrows raise, indignant. Vesper laughs and laughs...
He is a survivor of the war that brought all this apocalypse to the land. What makes him special is that he is a mute, wielding a special iconic weapon, and accompanied by a baby. Through some flashbacks we get to see how he ended in that situation. He is a weathered, sad and noble man. A figure from ancient epics. Solemnly journeying to his target carrying his burdens. His relationship with the baby is sweet and at times touching or hilarious. Through his odyssey he gets to meet many, a goat (!), demons, rebels etc, and kindness, lots of good humor and malice lurk in unexpected places. Many of these characters are really memorable, being friendly or antagonists. The author is capable to make u attach to characters with the minimum of words.
In general the writing is laconic. Very precise and meaningful. The whole time I felt like reading some alternative epic. About a legend of apocalyptic times. Grim gravity is always at presence. Pretty superb for me. Newman is able to build emotions with ease and present a very lively and imaginative setting. Managing this through main characters who are unable to converse is surprising and admirable.
The book could be a stand alone, but fortunately for me there are sequels and we ll be able to visit again this land and its special denizens.