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‘You’re full of secrets aren’t you – like what’s behind all those doors in your entrance?’
‘Zoos, gardens, an infernal limbo and time-traps, mostly. And now that you know, I will probably have to kill you.’ Although he said that, and could have done it with the greatest of ease, Devilskein was not yet ready to kill Erin. And surprisingly, too, he was enjoying her company. For although he was an esteemed Companyman, company, for him, was in fact a rarity. And perhaps it was needed.
‘That’s too bad,’ said Erin, oblivious of the immeasurable power of the Companyman sitting across the table from her. ‘Can I go inside one of them and see? I used to have a huge garden where I lived before and now there is nothing but concrete, tar, shops and nightclubs. It’s sordid.’ Her feet dangled.On that grand and imperious chair, her legs were not long enough to reach the floor.
Devilskein frowned, floored – and amused – by her lack of trepidation. What could it harm to let her see?, he thought. …. Now that Devilskein had pinpointed the whereabouts of her soulmate, the boy in the corridor she called Kelwyn, the grumpy girl was not much longer for this earth. ‘Go in at your own risk, if you dare, but there is nothing at all to see, unless you happen …’ His voice trailed off.
With half a scone in her hand, Erin hadstood up and wandered back into the gloomy entrance where the claustrophobia of shoebox towers continued. She chose to open the third door; it was yellow. As Devilskein had said, there was not much to see but six more doors in an empty chamber.
‘Clearly this is not a zoo, nor a garden,’ she said. In the centre of the room the marble tiles made a circular pattern. ‘So it must be a time trap. And where do those other doors go? And what is that sound?’
From ‘Devilskein & Dearlove’, which is all about doors too! And will be in bookshops in SA from 1 July