Stalking Venus

The dairy farm on which Bastion was born and grew up was a great sprawling affair that covered the countryside in any direction you cared to look. The farm had been in Bastion’s family for many generations, and the family had been producing cheese for as long as anybody could remember.

Bastion was brought forth into the world one freezing winter day - a steaming and bloody little lump of flailing arms and legs that was furious at the simple fact of his existence from the word go. The birthing room was in one of the warmer sections of the castle, and had its own fireplace, but drafts managed to keep the room from ever being truly warm. As tradition would have it, Bastion’s mother, Ruth squeezed him into the world without the benefit of such luxuries as epidurals, hospital beds and a properly sterile environment. Unlike previous generations though, they did get a qualified midwife and Ben Hodges, the family GP was there to make sure nothing went too awry.

Seventeen years later, Bastion stood in that very same room, looking up in fury at a portrait of his eldest brother, and contemplating murder.

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