The Death Of Yorik Mortwell (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Yorik waited, crouched on the balls of his feet. Nearby, Hatch paced relentlessly, sniffing the wind. This was the sixth night that Yorik had waited below Thomas’s balcony, arriving after sunset and waiting until dawn. He found that being dead gave him patience enough to do this night after night, while Hatch stood guard. The hound stopped pacing. He growled into the shadows. Yorik tensed. From around a corner of the courtyard, toward the front of the Manor, electric torch beams sliced through the darkness, and voices argued. Yorik relaxed. Whatever it was, it was the business of the living. He turned his attention back to the flagstones. A ghost lay there, where moments ago there had been nothing. Thomas opened his eyes. “Welcome back,” said Yorik, not quite able to keep the anger out of his voice. Thomas attempted to sit up. His hands waved helplessly over the flagstones. “Wh—” he said thickly. Yorik eyed the struggling boy. “It’s not so bad. Just one broken neck, that’s all.
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