Demon Bone by Kara Silver

Author:Kara Silver [Silver, Kara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-26T16:00:00+00:00

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“Aeth?” squeaked Kennedy. She fought not to faint. To throw up. To gibber like a monkey. Because every reaction trying to break free would be embarrassing. “Oh, my God, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to… I don’t know what I did, but let me try and reverse it and…” She dropped the fingers-splayed shaking hand she held out, at his grate of laughter.

“Arrogant, much?” he spluttered. “You don’t seriously think you…” He was guffawing too much to go on, and although she felt fifty shades of stupid, she was glad to see him laughing.

“Why wouldn’t I think I did something? I don’t have a clue what I can do, or what I’m supposed to do, do I!” Fear, embarrassment, shame—it all rolled into a tight ball and lodged in her chest. “Just like I don’t have a clue what you are!” She poked him in the chest with her forefinger.

“Hey, cut that out! It hurts.” Aeth batted her hand away. “Don’t do that,” he warned, as she gave him an extra shove-poke for good measure.

“Or what? What will you do, turn to stone?” Kennedy goaded. “Or simply vanish, in a puff of smoooeeek!”

She clapped a hand over her mouth rather than squeal again, or even scream. The one thing she was sure of was that she wasn’t going to heave, not the way her muscles had locked in fright at the sight of Aeth sort of disintegrating, crumbling into pieces that got smaller and smaller in size as they fell, to become a sort of ash just as they hit the stone ground under her, then— Nothing. Nothing where he’d stood. No pieces of stone, no ashy cloud—nothing.

She whipped around, expecting him to have resumed his place jutting out from the corner, into the night, but that spot gaped empty and bare.

“Here.”

She twirled again, whiplash-inducing quickly, to find him standing a few feet away, looking perfectly normal. Well, as normal as a statue coming to life, disappearing and the reappearing could. Did. Had. Jesus! Kennedy felt seasick and left her hand clasped over her mouth, just in case.

“And you do have a clue what I am,” Aeth continued, as if nothing had happened. “You said it, a few days ago.”

“G—” Kennedy stopped and gave a cough, getting her voice working. “Gar—”

“No.” He scowled. Pouted, even.

“Sorry. I know that’s not the right word.” Wow, political correctness doesn’t just apply to people. Who knew. “I do know gargoyles have a spout, to make sure rain drains off a roof and doesn’t run down the building’s walls. That’s why they’re carved with a long neck and throat. And the word comes from the same root as ‘gullet’, yeah?” She rubbed her own throat as she spoke. “There’s some on the cathedral back home. Nothing special, but I’ve had a postcard of them for as long as I can remember. Funny, you know, I’ve always wanted to see the ones on Notre-Dame Cathedral, in Paris? But I’ve never been to France. Don’t suppose I will now.

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