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by Paul Cornell
The best time to see Kastellet is in the evening, when the ancient fortifications are
alight with glow worms, a landmark for anyone gazing down on the city as they arrive
by carriage. Here stands one of Copenhagen’s great parks, its defense complexes,
including the home of the Forsvarets Efterretningstjeneste, and a single
windmill, decorative rather than functional. The wind comes in hard over the Langeline,
and after the sun goes down, the skeleton of the whale that’s been grown into
the ground resonates in sympathy and gives out a howl that can be heard in Sweden.
Hamilton had arrived on the diplomatic carriage, without papers, and, as etiquette
demanded, without weapons or folds, thoroughly out of uniform. He watched the carriage
heave itself up into the darkening sky above the park, and bank off to the southwest,
swaying in the wind, sliding up the fold it made under its running boards. He
was certain every detail was being registered ...