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Tuesday Tales – Pill


Hey everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! We are wrapping up with Gideon and Emma in my Steampunk tale. Let’s see what happened since we left them.

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Gideon clenched Emma tight to him. He could feel her shake like a leaf in his arms. A cold wind swirled around them. The sound of retreating feet faded away.

“Gi…de…on,” Emma stammered.

“I know, my love,” he consoled. He took a deep breath and forced himself to survey the scene before him. He took in the overturned table. Books and a pill box littered the floor. Shattered glass twinkled against the blood red carpet like diamonds.

Katarina was nowhere to be found.

Gideon shuffled to the broken window while still holding Emma. As he reached the edge he craned his neck to look down. He heard Emma gasp as he eyes reached the ground. There, surrounded by many partygoers, was Katarina’s lifeless body lying on the brick walkway. Even from their height he could see the crimson splatter.

“Gideon,” Emma whimpered.

“We have to go.”

He took her hand and led her down the stairs. They wound their way through the vacated servants’ quarters, never stopping until they had fled the house, raced through the darkened alleyways and stood on the stoop of his townhouse. He had gotten many unusual stares in their flight. He tried to ignore them. I just killed a woman. They will be after me soon.

He unlocked the door and scooted Emma inside. Her sobs echoed off the many items in the piles of papers and books. He wandered aimlessly around the sitting area. “We have to go now. They’ll find us.”

“Let’s go back to the farmhouse,” Emma volunteered. “We’ll hide there.”

“They will find us. They will trace the deed to me. We need to get out of England.”

There was silence. “The humidor.”

“What about it?” Gideon demanded.

“Katarina paid for it.”

“Your point?”

“It could pay for a ticket to the New World.”

“One ticket, Emma. Not two.”

There was silence for another long moment. “I realize that, Gideon.”

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About triciaandersen

I 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 April 25, 2016, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Well done. I thought of you on Saturday. I was at a Comi-Con and there was an impressive Steampunk presence. Beautiful jewelry.

  2. Interesting scene. Nicely done.

  3. Flossie Benton Rogers

    I love how the shattered glass twinkled against the blood red carpet like diamonds. Great image.

  4. He just got her back and they might be separated again?!

  5. Uh oh. One ticket? Who’s going to go? I’m so glad that witch Katarina is dead! Way to go, Gideon.

  6. Great scene! But only one ticket? They’ve got to find a way to be together.
    Not sorry to see the end of Witch Katarina though.

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