Unnaturals
“Meliora and Nicolas might not agree on much, but they agreed on this. Whoever had done this to them would pay. They still got on the train waiting behind the door. Where else could they go? Oh, they could go back, perhaps. Perhaps even the cannon would still shoot confetti and flowers and not real cannon balls when they passed by it again. And then where would they go? They exchanged a look. There was no need for words. The train had only one wagon, but the seats were as soft and the pictures a...s bright and cheery as on any city train. But they weren't advertisements. They were just...pictures. Beautiful city buildings stood side by side with village cottages that looked just a tiny bit off, as if made from different stones, different wood, different thatch for the roofs. There were trees, and deer between the trees, and ponds and a big river. There was something bigger, too—water, enormous water that seemed to have no end. "The lake," Nicolas said. He'd been there a few times, hunting.MoreLess
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