In my supra-human wisdom, I, Effing Feline, have chosen another snippet from Ed Hoornaert’s The Trial of Tompa Lee. It follows soon after last week’s snippet, in which Tompa attacks Dante Roussel after he disobeyed orders to come to her aid in a trial by combat. As a street person, she has serious issues with police.
The one Shon who supports her, Awmit, tries to help her fight Dante, and we learn of her feelings for the old Shon.
“This one races supportively, graceful human,” Awmit called from the cliff.
When Roussel tripped, his eyes met hers, and the damned asshole didn’t even have the grace to look terrified—just resigned and sad. She raised the club.
An inhuman shriek stopped her — Awmit had lost his grip and fallen down the cliff.
Tompa ran toward him, but as she neared the motionless body of her friend, she slowed to a fearful walk and whispered, “Awmit?”
He let out a whistling groan. The wrinkled, grey membranes that covered his eyes fluttered as though trying to open.
“You’re alive,” she whispered; she hadn’t expected that, she really hadn’t. “Is anything broken?”
“Pride,” he said, eyes still closed, “shattered ingloriously.”
Effing Feline here again. What kind of stupid creature hurts himself when falling? Why didn’t Awmit just land on his feet? Dumb of him.
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The Trial of Tompa Lee is reminiscent of the best of classic Star Trek. – TheBestReviews.com
Ed Hoornaert is a marvelous writer: a terrific, engrossing storyteller and a consummate stylist. – Robert J. Sawyer, Hugo-Award winning author
Hold a tissue ready, as Mr. Hoornaert knows how to squeeze the heart of the reader. – Love Romances