Paragon of Solitude Quotes

“Ian spun and rushed up the stairs while surrounded by flickering firelight. He reached the top and raced past Revita. “Run!” They sped off toward the stables. Just before reaching an open stable bay, the two barrels of naphtha among the load delivered by Vic and Dennard ignited. The thump of an explosion hammered in Ian’s ears and echoed in his chest as his body was propelled forward. He landed a dozen feet away and tumbled into the empty stall. Darkness crashed in. The dark of night surrounded Vic and Dennard as they rode along the drive leading back to Bard’s Castle. Moonlight shone between the trees along the road, and stars dotted the evening sky. It was a peaceful scene soon to turn ugly. Anxiety left Vic’s armpits damp. Again, he reached behind the wagon seat to ensure his weapon remained where he had placed it. He then glanced backward, the contents of the wagon bed covered by white tarps. Two more wagons rode behind theirs, forming a train that wound its way around a switchback before rolling toward the castle gate. Torches mounted to the top of the wall wavered in the breeze while a pair of large lanterns burned just outside the closed gate. As before, eight men in black stood outside the portcullis while a few others loitered inside the castle”
― Jeffrey L. Kohanek, Paragon of Solitude