Odder- The Blood Curse by Nathaniel Red

Author:Nathaniel Red [Red, Nathaniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781733735124
Published: 2019-04-10T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

THE NAMES OF DEMONS

Odder sat at the edge of his bed drenched in sweat. Faces of goblins, monsters, and dead elves haunted his dreams. He stood, his body drifting to the window. He peered out into the scenery hoping to distract his mind from his hauntings.

Clouds drifted like phantoms in Ophelia's blue light. Kellas had not yet risen, allowing the pale blue sun full sovereignty for a brief moment.

Odder spotted the old split tree. Amazing, he thought. What spell is powerful enough to keep us hidden? He closed his eyes and took in the brisk cold air. A high-pitched screech interrupted his moment of calmness. He froze with fear, but composed himself, and ducked under the window. He lifted his head just above the windowsill and darted his eyes back and forth searching for danger.

"Can't sleep, laddy?"

Odder's pulse raced, his hair shot straight up as if he had just seen a bog witch. He jolted around. "Finkle!" he whispered in a harsh tone. "As if I don't have enough to fear."

"Sorry." Finkle rubbed his eyes and yawned. "I heard you get up. I'm having a hard time sleeping too." He walked over to the window and peeked out. "Strange creatures come out during the light of Ophelia." He pointed at several lights slithering through the brush past the split tree. "Ophelia’s disciples."

"Should I be worried?"

"Only if you're senseless enough to be out alone." Finkle yawned again. "Kellas will be up soon. Best get your rest while you can." He climbed back into his bunk.

Odder stared out once more. Satisfied with only seeing the dead calm, he closed the wooden shutters. He made his way back into bed and climbed under the blanket. He stared at the markings on his forearm, rubbing the outlines of the symbols, and tracing the poison stained veins up his arm. His eyelids became heavy, and he fell fast asleep.

***

"Wake up, laddy. It's eating time."

Odder rolled, pulling the sheets over his head.

"Suit yourself. Just more for me."

The sound of small feet pattered across the floor, a door squeaked open, then slammed shut. Odder's left eye sprung open. He lifted his nose. The aroma of fried eggs and crisp gris enticed his senses. His stomach pleaded with him to get up. He slowly opened his lazy right eye, sat up, stretched his arms out, and exhaled a long, low-pitched groan.

A basket filled with clean clothes laid at the foot of the bed, and a tin filled with fresh water perched on a table across the room. Odder pulled the basket to the table. He scooped the water in his palms and immersed his face in the solace of the warm wash. Feeling somewhat revived, he cleaned the rest of his body and changed his clothes.

He stepped up to the window and opened the shutters. The bright light of the new day blinded him. His eyes adjusted, and he surveyed his surroundings. The old split tree appeared harmless during the day compared to the night's light. The

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