Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Spirit of the Season: Part 10

            "Do we seriously have to go to this thing?" Midas asked. "How many times has Daniel warned us about Christianity?"
            "You don't have to come if you don't want to," Raven said, "but this was the best part of my childhood, so I'm going."
            "You aren't really giving me a choice. You know that, right?" Midas asked. "If you go, I'm going to have to go too, to keep you safe."
            "Right, because people who put up tree decorations and take care of orphans are a huge threat," Raven said sarcastically.
            "What?" Midas mouthed to his brother.
            "It's a long story," Leopold said. "Don't ask."

On Life

"Life is the art of drawing sufficient conclusions from insufficient data."
-Samuel Butler

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Spirit of the Season: Part 9

            "This is bad; this is very, very bad," Raven said. She was pacing back and forth across the boys' small room, wringing her hands. Leopold had never seen her this upset.
            "Just calm down and we'll wait for Midas to get here," Leopold said.
            "What's he going to do?" Raven retorted. "That man was definitely the client. Midas can't change that."
            "That's correct, so we'll wait until he gets here and together we'll decide what to do," Leopold said.
            "We don't have to wait for him," Raven said, moving toward the door. "This is a trap. We have to leave now,"
            "Count to ten and calm yourself," Leopold said, putting a restraining hand on Raven's shoulder. "He doesn't know we're here yet, so we're safe for now. We're better than him, and we will beat him. Just wait until Midas gets here and we'll figure this out."

Monday, April 07, 2014

Spirit of the Season: Part 8

The meeting hall, or "throne room" as Midas insisted on calling it, was an impressive room to say the least. The walls extended upward for two full stories and a balcony circled the whole place. This had been the first location that Leopold had thought to spy from. It was out of the way and since people didn't tend to look up would put him out of the path of scrutiny. It wasn't difficult to reach either which was his first indication that it might be too good to be true. Sure enough, when the baron was sighted by the lookouts and Leopold had headed to the meeting hall, there were guards stationed along the balcony, keeping an eye on the whole area. far from being stymied by this turn of events, Leopold reverted to plan B. Now he was perched on the catwalk used to access various sections of the room's vaulted ceiling. from here he would have an unobstructed view of the baron and his entire entourage.