The Book of Blood Volume 6 The Last Illusion Part 11

The Book of Blood Volume 6 The Last Illusion Part 11

the demolition site dominated it. There was one surprise however. The building that the waitress had described as a community centre was in fact a church; or had been. The lead and slates had already been stripped off the roof, leaving the joists bare to the sky; the windows had been denuded of glass; the turf had gone from the lawn at the side of the building, and two trees had been felled 76 there. It was their pyre which provided the tantalising scent. She doubted if the building had ever been beautiful, but there was enough of its structure remaining for her to suppose it might have had charm. Its weathered stone was now completely at variance with the brick and concrete that surrounded it, but its besieged situation (the workmen labouring to undo it; the bulldozer on hand, hungry for rubble) gave it a certain glamour. One or two of the workmen noticed her standing watching them, but none made any move to stop her as she walked across the square to the front porch of the church and…