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Merlin's Gate
     

Merlin's Gate

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by Susan Brassfield Cogan
 

Excerpt:

"You don't even know for sure if it was an Atharian," said Cabe glumly. They'd already had a couple of versions of this conversation.

"It was an Atharian. I heard him talking to the MPs. He gave them a fistful of chips to let him go. If he'd told them about the weapon they'd have taken that instead." Brax was patient with his friend. He knew

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Excerpt:

"You don't even know for sure if it was an Atharian," said Cabe glumly. They'd already had a couple of versions of this conversation.

"It was an Atharian. I heard him talking to the MPs. He gave them a fistful of chips to let him go. If he'd told them about the weapon they'd have taken that instead." Brax was patient with his friend. He knew Cabe's Holy Father would not help Cabe escape the pit. Cabe's father, filled with love for the Five Gods, would cast his own son down into darkness.

"How do you know he didn't come back for it?"

"Don't. But he didn't." Brax's stomach tightened at the thought of that. He hoped hard. He almost prayed but never before had The Five been interested in helping a street rat like himself. He was counting on the fact that it would be too dangerous for the Atharian to come back for his mas-tech device. Once, he could flash some chips and get a free ride back to his ship. Twice, a shipload of chips would not keep him out of the Pit.

Finally the right alley gaped darkly in front of them. An MP patrol car rolled by in the street. Taking it easy, they blended into the shadow of a warehouse, empty and probably abandoned, but conveniently placed. They had both long ago acquired the knack of casually blending into whatever was nearby. Brax could do it without even thinking about it. He'd had buddies dragged off to the Pit while he hid two feet away thinking peaceful thoughts.

When the rolling MPs were gone, Brax ran for the trash bin. There'd be walking MPs but Cabe would keep an eye out for them. Brax fell onto his belly and peered underneath. His heart sank at first. He couldn't see a thing, but then the dark was thickening and the undersides of trash bins weren't famous for being well lit. Only The Five knew what nameless horrors were rotting in that velvety black, though his nose could make a guess. Brax pushed his hand under the bin. He found something soft and slightly damp, jerked away from it and continued groping.

Cabe, flattened against the bin in the darkness, whistled one soft note. MPs at a distance. Brax worked faster. He flattened himself harder against the crumbled asphalt of the alley and pushed his arm further in. There! His fingers brushed against something smooth and cold.

Product Details

BN ID:
2940011122408
Publisher:
Susan Brassfield Cogan
Publication date:
10/18/2010
Sold by:
Smashwords
Format:
NOOK Book
Sales rank:
311,143
File size:
279 KB

Meet the Author

Susan Cogan is a full time writer and occasionally amuses herself as a graphic designer. She writes things that she enjoys and she enjoys quite a lot. She has been at various times a nurse’s aid, a belly dancer, an actress, a journalist, and a radio shock jock. Her career is long, varied, colorful, often exaggerated and occasionally untrue. Cogan is the author of many novels: Black Jade Dragon, Dragon Sword, Dragon Rising, The Button Man, The Last Gift, Heart of the Tengeri, Murder on the Waterfront and The Man Who Needed Killing. Her nonfiction works include: Hands of the Buddha, The Buddha’s Three Jewels, and The Pocket Darwin. She has also written numerous award winning short stories.

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Merlin's Gate 3.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 21 reviews.
James Erickson More than 1 year ago
This is a good short story that paints an interesting world with a lot of potential for more stories. I hope the author visits this world again, either in more short stories or as an expanded novel.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a very good short story. It could be a series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It's possible that in longer form the absolutist, authoritarian society set up here would become overwhelmingly cliched. However, this novella stops just short of that. Other aspects are reasonably compelling. I really like the imagery of the slum kids taling up camp wherever thry can best watch the spaceport. All in all, a good read that hits exactly the right length.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Nice short story. Interesting characters and storyline.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It's different but good.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A bit different. Leaves you wondering what next?
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Good short story. Will look for more of this.
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Thank you
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What's up with this clan stuff?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Cant post in camp
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I growl and pad over to Mistystar. "We should go now, before something else happens," l mew.+Infernofrost
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Before he dies there is an explosion and mistystar looses a life.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
short story