The Boat that Rocked

= The Boat that Rocked = Posted by  Largehobbit

Posted: Mar 25, 2018, 8:40am

August 19th, The Roost, Late Evening

Eli lay on the fore deck of the Seraphim watching the Maelstrom stir above. The open maw of the Nexus peered down at him eye to eye. Some of the fools in the City believed that was where your soul went after death, through the eye of the storm and up to the floating city above the clouds. He laughed, some of them believed the Skyriders were in on it, like inebriated angels risking the storm for the sake of the lost. He laughed out loud at the thought. People were stupid. He was stupid.

Two days now. He had two days before the ghosts of his past came to claim him and he would be carried to a very different place, by his own son. An angel of death. He had created a monster there. No! He corrected himself, he had created a troubled child that was for certain, but the city had created the monster. This city be damned he would be glad to leave it behind.

The ship lurched all of a sudden and a huge roaring sound filled the air. At first Eli presumed it another quake, but the sound of it was different, sharper, louder. He sat up and crawled to the bow, his empty whiskey bottle rolling away. As Eli peered over the edge his face was lit up by the green glow of the fires below. The Green Docks were ablaze and it there was flagesium in that fire. An accident? He doubted it, there had been murmers around the Crazy Cog for days now about something big coming. Something that would rock the city.

The Seraphim was rocking beneath him that was sure and way below he watched the Steamworks come to life as the city awoke like a hive of ants. There would be hell to pay! Maybe Edward would forget all about him now, he doubted it.

Looking down at the city Eli silently willed the fires to spread, let it burn, let the whole damn place burn to the ground!