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106 pages, Hardcover
First published November 30, 2019
I’ve done some truly appalling things in my life. I’m bitterly ashamed of them now. Saying I did them all for the best—and saying, those things weren’t my idea, other people made me do them, is just as bad; admitting that I’m a spineless coward as well as morally bankrupt. I’m a mess, and no good nohow.But despite the catchy opening, I was not...quite satisfied with what I got.
"Years later, I asked a famous doctor and he said that Nico should’ve died, it was a miracle he survived - and then he paused because miracle usually means the Invincible Sun intervening to some good purpose, and this was Nico we were talking about. It was extraordinary, the doctor went on, that Nico had survived at all, after losing a ridiculous amount of blood, not to mention the risk of infection, and lockjaw from the rusty knife. And then walking twelve miles up the mountain to kalenda, it was - and then words failed him. Monstrous, I suggested. And he thought about it for a moment, and nodded. Monstrous, he said, quite."
"When I told Nico I'd do it, he laughed. Of course you will, he told me, you're a good boy, and it's the only way we can be absolutely safe. I'm not doing it for you, I told him. Don't talk stupid, he said, of course you are. He didn't believe me. I don't know why."
"One day, when I got off work, some clerk came up to me and told me my brother wanted to see me in his office. So off we went, up a mountain of stairs and down again, along corridors, down tunnels, up towers, until I had absolutely no idea where I was, though my feet told me I must have walked at least two miles. And then he suddenly stopped, in front of a plain dark oak door looking exactly the same as the thousand-odd plain dark oak doors we’d walked past; no name or number on it, goes without saying. In there, the clerk told me."