Tuesday Tales – Fall Scene
Happy Tuesday and welcome back to Tuesday Tales! This week we are working with the picture prompt below. We are back with Gideon in my untitled Steampunk romance. Since last week’s excerpt Gideon has received a message from Katarina Hellwig, the wife of General Hellwig, Gideon’s former commanding officer in the Queen’s Army. In it she has asked to meet him concerning a project she would like him to undertake for her.
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Gideon stepped out onto the stoop of the townhouse, closing the door softly behind him. He tugged his charcoal wool frock coat closer to him to block out the chill of the autumn afternoon. Slowly descending the steps, he spun on his toe and silently stalked down the lane.
Gideon looked up between the branches of brilliantly colored leaves to the clear blue sky. He let go a soft snort as his eyes caught the object floating overhead. A dirigible carrying passengers to the Colonies chugged a path across the horizon.
He sighed. A year ago, he spent every moment of his life on a dirigible as a pilot for the Queen’s Army. He loved every second he served for his country. That was until he came home to find his beautiful wife murdered and his son missing. By the amount of blood shed he could only assume Toby was murdered also. He slumped to the floor amongst the carnage. He didn’t have the willpower to even summon the constable. He felt his life slowly crumble.
He glanced once more at the vehicle floating in the sky. He would board a dirigible once more. When he saved enough money he would travel to the Colonies to start a new life, leaving London and the torturous memories of his family’s murder behind.
Gideon glanced to the townhouses stacked neatly beside each other like the leather bound tomes on his bookshelf. He couldn’t understand why General Hellwig’s bride, Katarina, needed him. He left the military life behind. He left all life in London behind. His life consisted within the walls of his home. What could she possibly need from him?
He shuffled along the lane ignoring the chatter of those around him. He wanted to get this talk with Katarina over with. The sooner it was, the sooner he could return to his refuge.
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Posted on October 14, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged absinthe, army, dirigible, England, evergreen, fiction, Gideon, goggles, London, love, pilot, romance, spider, steampunk, tuesday tales, Victorian. Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.