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The diner was in ruins. Brian stared at it in dismay, glad only that he and the rest of the night crew had managed to get out before it shuddered to pieces, but mostly trying to accept the fact that there was only rubble and half a sign where his favorite place in the world used to stand.
"If there's a dragon or a fae or some goddamned new animal behind this," he said, more blankly than the words really should be spoken, "I'm going to blast it to hell and back."
The ground rumbled again, as if in response, and he had to shift to catch his balance. He could check on the rest of the night shift in a minute. He still needed that minute to try and process the loss.
"If there's a dragon or a fae or some goddamned new animal behind this," he said, more blankly than the words really should be spoken, "I'm going to blast it to hell and back."
The ground rumbled again, as if in response, and he had to shift to catch his balance. He could check on the rest of the night shift in a minute. He still needed that minute to try and process the loss.
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