The cloud swirled and roiled, then suddenly vanished and in its place stood
a boy. A thin boy off about 11 with dirty blonde hair and a smear of soot
on his face.
"Roland," he said. "Roland, why did you let me fall? Why did you let me
die?" he asked plaintively.
"You are not Jake, demon," Roland said coldly, firing his gun. The shot hit
squarely, and the boy vanished, replaced by a large, regal man. His short
cropped black hair was shot with silver and his voice an rumbling bass.
"You have forgotten the face of your father, boy..."
Roland released a volley, shot after shot until both barrels were empty.
The demon evaporated then.
He paused, watching for it to return, but it did not. He turned to Diane
and took her in one arm to hold her tightly.
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The cloud swirled and roiled, then suddenly vanished and in its place stood a boy. A thin boy off about 11 with dirty blonde hair and a smear of soot on his face.
"Roland," he said. "Roland, why did you let me fall? Why did you let me die?" he asked plaintively.
"You are not Jake, demon," Roland said coldly, firing his gun. The shot hit squarely, and the boy vanished, replaced by a large, regal man. His short cropped black hair was shot with silver and his voice an rumbling bass. "You have forgotten the face of your father, boy..."
Roland released a volley, shot after shot until both barrels were empty. The demon evaporated then.
He paused, watching for it to return, but it did not. He turned to Diane and took her in one arm to hold her tightly.