The Sword and the Chain by Joel Rosenberg EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author:Joel Rosenberg
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PROFESSION
I find that the great thing in this world is not so much where
we stand as in what direction we are moving. To reach the
port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and
sometimes against it, but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie
at anchor.
— Oliver Wendell Holmes
“Where we do go from here?” Karl Cullinane asked, sitting next to
Andrea Andropolous on the largest of the flat stones surrounding the ashes
of supper’s campfire. He squinted at the setting sun as he sipped his coffee.
Andy-Andy smiled. Karl always liked that smile; it brightened up what
had been an already bright day. “Do you mean that metaphorically?” she
asked, tossing her head to clear the wisps of hair from her face. Extending a
slim, tanned forefinger, she stroked his thigh. “Or are you asking where the
two of us can slip off to, to get some privacy?” She looked up at him, her
head cocked to one side. “I would have thought that last night would have
been enough for a while. Let’s wait until dark, shall we?”
He laughed. “That wasn’t what I meant — I was talking about how long
we’re going to stay here on the preserve. The Hand Society isn’t going to
let us live here forever.” And I was also wondering how the hell we’re going
to keep our promise to the Matriarch. “But…” He took her hand. “As long
as you’ve brought the subject up, I wouldn’t mind —”
A firm, reedy voice sounded in Karl’s head:*This is ridiculous.*
Lying on the grass twenty yards away, Ellegon opened his eyes. Then,
raising his head from his crossed forelegs, the dragon glared at the two of
them.*Can’t you think about anything but sexual intercourse? I know
you’re only humans, but must you always be in heat?*
Curling and uncurling his leathery wings, he rose to all fours, sending a
flock of birds fleeing from their perches in a nearby elm and into chittering
flight. Ellegon was small, as dragons go: He measured barely the length of a
Greyhound bus from the grayish-green tip of his pointed tail to the saucersized nostrils of his saurian snout.
His cavernous mouth closed, then opened, releasing wisps of smoke
and steam.*I would think that people who were recently college students
could have other subjects on their minds. Now and then, at least.*
Ellegon, Karl thought. You’re not being reasonable. I —
*No, never mind. Pay no attention. Don’t bother with me. I’m only a
dragon, after all.*The dragon turned and lumbered away.
“Ellegon,” Karl called out. “Come back here.”
The dragon didn’t seem to hear.
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