Mourning Ruby
“It was a place of dreams, both tawdry and bright. When I met him, his fairground days were long gone, but the more I knew him, the more I thought that one day he’d disappear and go back there. He would vanish from his empire of hotels and if you looked for him you might find him in a little travelling fair touring Linz and Melk and the outskirts of Vienna. He would be back in his booth in the middle of the fair, holding the strings that made a thousand dreams move. He would have shrugged off hi...s beautiful suits and he’d be wearing embroidered waistcoats, white shirts and leather boots so soft they made you want to bite into them.But then he’d be an old man. Mr Damiano, like anyone else, would accelerate into age. His power would be gone.I could not believe it would happen. He appeared immune from death and sickness. You couldn’t see Mr Damiano without sensing that this was a man in his prime, at the height of his powers and knowing it. It was a prime that had nothing to do with youth.MoreLess
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