Tourmaline (2015)
“Against the intense blue of the Tourmaline sky, the walls of the exercise yard, like a low square tower, glimmered with all the light and purity the sun could discover in their pale stonework; and I noticed again, with pride, the rough beauty of the round window set high in the front wall, the handsome curve of masonry above the gate. The wooden door that used to cover that gate has fallen from its hinges and lies, cracked and blistered, in the open sun. The gate, lightly filmed with rust, cried out as I put my shoulder to its resistance.
In the yard, nothing has changed for many years. The long cell facing the entrance is unroofed now, and the wall around its doorway has collapsed, covering the floor with rubble. An odd collection of old basins, bits of harness, branding irons, ledgers and journals and papers, buries the paving of the yard to a depth of about a foot. I squatted in the cool shadow, luminous with reflected light from the walls, and began to read a report, in brown ink,... of the disappearance of a box of gold between Lacey’s Find and Tourmaline.MoreLess
In the yard, nothing has changed for many years. The long cell facing the entrance is unroofed now, and the wall around its doorway has collapsed, covering the floor with rubble. An odd collection of old basins, bits of harness, branding irons, ledgers and journals and papers, buries the paving of the yard to a depth of about a foot. I squatted in the cool shadow, luminous with reflected light from the walls, and began to read a report, in brown ink,... of the disappearance of a box of gold between Lacey’s Find and Tourmaline.MoreLess
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