Tuesday Tales – Evergreen
Posted by triciaandersen
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The meaning of life existed on this side of that weathered wood door. What lay on the other side was misery, deceit and heartbreak. At least that was what Gideon believed.
He sighed as he slipped the goggles that perched upon his head over his ice blue eyes. Even though they improved his vision drastically, making it possible to examine the littlest of screws, he still instinctively squinted. He carefully hooked the tiny screwdriver into the head of the miniscule screw and turned. Once the screw was tight he reclined back in his chair and exhaled slowly. Tapping the top of the creature twice, he held his breath as he waited.
The small, metal spider clicked across his workbench, its brass legs tapping the wood rhythmically. Its gears whirled sweetly as it wandered amongst the tools and books until it bumped into Gideon’s bottle of absinthe. The evergreen bottle rocked to and fro in protest. Gideon stilled it then picked up his new pet, settling it in the place it began. The creature cocked its head to him, its multifaceted eyes begging for approval.
A small smile cracked Gideon’s lips as he nodded once to the spider. It wasn’t bad work for some brass, a few gears, a drop or two of oil and hydraulic fluid and a little luck. He glanced up at his image in the looking glass. His smile faded. It was the first smile that graced his lips in months.
Gideon stood, allowing the brass spider to explore more of its new surroundings. He pushed the goggles back into his thick, black hair then brushed the dust from his rumpled cotton shirt and chocolate brown trousers. He shuffled towards the kitchen but stopped short as the wooden front door of his townhouse opened.
“Gideon!” a deep voice echoed among the piles of books.
“I am right here, Edgar,” Gideon sighed. He glared at the auburn haired man standing in the threshold of his door.
“When was the last time you checked the post?” Edgar dropped a pile of papers on Gideon’s workbench, startling the brass spider.
Gideon laid his hand on the bench, allowing the pet to crawl into his hand. He held it protectively to his chest. “When I went outside last. Two weeks ago.”
“Edgar, what do you want?”
“I wanted to check on my closest friend.”
“I am fine.”
“Gideon, removing yourself from the rest of the world will not bring Sophia and Toby back.”
Gideon tore the goggles from his head with his free hand. He motioned towards the door. “Thank you for visiting, Edgar.”
Edgar slowly shook his head as he adjusted his vest and tugged his waistcoat into place. Without another word he left Gideon standing there, clenching the brass spider to his heart.
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About triciaandersenI am the author and illustrator of the children's book "The Peculiar Princess". I am also the author of two adult fantasy romance novels, "The Sorceress of Savon" and "The Woodcutter King of Muladin". Along with being an author I am married to a wonderful guy and have three beautiful children. I coach youth track and field, sew and chase my children around to their various activities.
Posted on October 7, 2013, in author, books, fiction, novel, romance, story, Uncategorized, writing and tagged absinthe, England, evergreen, fiction, Gideon, goggles, London, love, romance, spider, steampunk, tuesday tales, Victorian. Bookmark the permalink. 17 Comments.