"Jaidee raises his foot to drive Akkarat over the precipice but pain blossoms in his back. He stumbles. Blood mists in the air. Spring gun disks rip through him. Jaidee loses his rhythm. The building's edge surges toward him. He glimpses Black Panthers grabbing their patron, yanking him away.
"Jaidee kicks again, trying for a lucky strike, but he hears the whine of more blades in the air, the whir of pistol springs unwinding as they spit disks into his flesh. The blooms of pain are hot and deep. He slams against the edge of the building. Falls to his knees. He tries to rise again, but now the spring gun whine is steady—many men firing; the high-pitched squeal of releasing energy fills his ears. He can't get his legs under him. Akkarat is wiping blood off his face. Somchai is struggling with another pair of Panthers.
"Jaidee doesn't even feel the shove that sends him over the edge.
"The fall is shorter than he expected."
Friday, May 20, 2016
"The fall is shorter than he expected."
From The Windup Girl by Paolo Bacigalupi:
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I am totally in awe of this book; it is the most rich and satisfying and thought provoking book I have read for many years.
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