Behind a Pale Mask E-Book

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

• Herausgeber: Wayne Kyle Spitzer
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

"You know me to be a ferryman," I said, pushing the circlet up and over my forehead. "How?""Why, by taking one look at you, that’s how! You've no mask, that much is true, nor have you a scythe, as I’ve said … you’ve the cloak, all right, but that can be purchased at even the lowliest of costume shops; I’ve one just like it in my wagon here, in fact. No, this is something in the face itself. It’s an aura." He paused, appraising me coldly. "You’ve the heart of a ferryman."After a moment I replied, "I knew a woman once who said the very opposite.""A woman, eh? She must have feared you very much."

Leseprobe

BEHIND A PALE MASK

by

Wayne Kyle Spitzer

Table of Contents

Title Page

Behind a Pale Mask

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Epilogue

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... being a tale from the self-exiled ferryman Dravidian's autobiography, Diary of a Ferryman; of those days when he did wander doomed Ursathrax alone with but the organic sword Rosethorn for companion—and a collection of maps bearing a secret knowledge as his guide.

Already the dying world about him had begun to show signs of a violent upheaval, quaking and changing almost as if in reply to Dravidian's own metamorphosis from ferryman to wanderer.

It would be an hour in which he inspired many enemies both above and below the earth, and in which he would gain his first real presentiments as to the role he would play in the shaping of Ursathrax’s future.

He was to encounter one such enemy in the starry tangle of the Tinsel Forest—in the form of the actor, Fenris-Wolf, who would be but one of many more to attempt the slaying of the dark-cloaked renegade known in some quarters already as:

Dravidian—pale-skinned ferryman, yellow-eyed lover, Servant of Death turned traitor.

Prologue

I was beginning to learn, at some cost, the difference between being a ferryman and a wanderer. As a ferryman, I'd suffered but sore shoulders and alienation. As a wanderer and a vagabond, I was to suffer blistered feet and trembling cold and fear as I had never known, only inspired.

But in the days of walking which followed Shekalane's disappearance, I had yet to experience those things which would later wake me shivering in the night, turning to Rosethorn for comfort—as I have turned to her always, whether I knew it or not—since that day she was delivered to me on the deck of the . To the contrary, cavalier in the knowledge I'd nothing left to lose (including my own life), I had taken my leave of the place of Shekalane’s betrayal, and forged ahead into the moon-drenched night, having nothing, really, but the shadow of a plan, and hoping, mostly, just to keep moving and to perhaps thwart my inevitable capture a while longer.