Just thought I would put a little something out there from the second volume in the Remnants of the Past series. It is a little rough, I have yet to finish the story and do any editing. I do intend to post an entire chapter from the story in the not too distant future.
Swimming in the Well of Despair
The weeks had passed in darkness for David. After losing his parents, he spent most of his time alone in the mansion, upstairs in the room that Mack gave him. The sun was shining and a light summer breeze gently swayed the trees outside, but David saw none of that. Instead, he had kept the heavy dark curtains closed tight over the windows in his room.
While he sat on the edge of his bed alone, brooding in the darkness, there was a light rap on his door. Without answering, it slowly opened. Like Banshee had many times before, Mack stuck his head inside but rather than ask permission to enter like she had, he let the door swing open and went in.
“So, this is how it’s going to be?”
David watched as the mercenary moved across the room and to the window. “What do you mean?”
Mack parted the curtains and let in a little sunlight so he could see the boy while talking to him. “I mean, are you going to sit in this dark and gloomy room for the rest of your life?” He then looked through the opening in the curtains. “It is a big world out there and the way I understand it, it’ll be yours someday, when you become of age.” Mack turned from the window and looked at the young prince. “Hell, the whole damn Solar Empire will be yours and this is where you want to hang out?”
David said nothing. He just merely looked at the bare, hardwood floor.
Mack just shook his head. Not knowing what else to do or say he started for the door. “Look, Kid. You don’t have to stay up here. You are free to wander the compound and check things out. I hear there is even a stream somewhere out back.” When he reached the door, Mack stopped and took one last look at the boy. And then, just as he was about to leave and pull the door shut he changed his mind and decided to leave it open instead.
David listened until he heard Mack’s footsteps move further down the hall. He then got up from the edge of the bed and went to the open door. He placed his hand on it and was about to push it shut when he glanced back at the slight opening in the curtain. It was bright outside and he hadn’t seen daylight in weeks. He turned back to the open door and pulled it open even more, and then, he cautiously stepped through it.