Clopin HoND Mimesis: CH. 11Part IIIClopin HoND Mimesis: CH. 11 in General Fiction More Like This
Clopin sat on his bed, his back resting against the wall. He wore a loose white shirt that was thin enough he could see the bandages wrapped around his middle. A blanket covered his legs, a plate still sitting on his lap with uneaten food.
He kept replaying the events of last night, trying to bring more clarity. But after he'd been injured, it was all one blur. He remembered racing through the streets, which was a just a dark, windy rush. He definitely recalled hiding behind a pile of trash, mostly because it stunk so badly. The last thing he remembered clearly was seeing the cemetery. After that, nothing. The only thing that was sharp in his memory was the pain. He touched his side and winced. It still hurt, but not nearly as badly. He'd been told they'd sewed him up, and that he'd lost a lot of blood. Which explained the weakness and light-headedness he felt.
The purple blanket covering the threshold was pushed aside and Esmeralda came in. She offered him a smile. "Ho
Clopin HoND Mimesis: Ch. 10The storage room in the Court of Miracles was like a treasure room of junk. Items were piled up in mountains and strewn over the floor. As Avril and Clopin entered it, shutting the curtain behind them, they were greeted with dim light and the smell of dust and all sorts of materials. The room stretched out like a grand hallway, with a high ceiling and torches at intervals. There was practically any item imaginable in the room, including chests stuffed with clothes, furniture, blankets, instruments, books, and jewelry. Most of it was in some manner broken. It was torn, dirty, or old. Avril remembered the motherly gypsy Fifi telling her "This is where we keep things we don't immediately need or want. But it's free for any gypsy at any time."Clopin HoND Mimesis: Ch. 10 in General Fiction More Like This
"So, what are we looking for?" Avril asked as they walked further into the storage room.
"I think I know where some good daggers are in here," Clopin answered, beginning to rummage around in a cluster of drawers. "It will be good for you to have one.