CHAPTER TENFantasy: Battle at Torda’s Gorge
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He thought he heard the sound of a siren. Or was it an ambulance taking him away to Bellevue Hospital to be sedated and placed under observation. He had no idea what had happened, who pulled the trigger or if the gun went off by itself. He didn’t know where he was, whether it was night or day or whether he had been out of their New York apartment at all.
As far as he was concerned he had merely tumbled off his mount where he had held himself erect. His tail, his new-found stability, the one he’d worked so hard at, was in a single shudder reduced to a feather in the wind. And this feather was floating, hellicoptering down ever so slowly in a sluggish spiral toward an inscrutably blind funnel.
Something was wrong all right. His heartbeat stop
