IN THE EYES OF MR FURY - EXTRACT | ||
|
||
|
||
I
stood up and walked around the room, touching the various puppets and
dolls. On a chair in the corner there sat a little gargoyle.
It was hideous.
"What's this one?" I asked. "Ah." Steven stood up. "That's my favourite." He grabbed the puppet. "It's the oldest thing here. It was the first puppet I made after I ran away." He stuck his hand into a hole in the back. The monster's face turned to look at me. "This announced Steven, "is Mr. Fury. Say hello to Mr. Fury." "Hello, Mr. Fury," I said. "Hello," cackled the demon, it's mouth opening to reveal yellow fangs. "What's your name?" "Concorde Webster." "What a good name," it went on. "Look into my eyes, Concord Webster. Look into my eyes and tell me what you see." I stared. His eyes were two pieces of broken mirror. "What do you see?" it asked. "Myself," I answered. Steven put the gargoyle down and looked at me. "Exactly," he said. And smiled. |
||