Metal Angels - Part One: (A Supernatural Thriller Serial) by D K Girl

Author:D K Girl [Girl, D K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-13T05:00:00+00:00

Eron - 13

Eron’s tongue curved through the holy words of service. His voice dipped low with the guttural sounds of the homage to Lahar. There had been no slumber for him the evening before, after the captain advised Eron he would be allowed to attend this morning’s service. Bel led the prayers, kneeling beneath the Precon beast carved into the ceiling of Lahar’s Shrine. His usual passion was amplified on this morning. Gren, to his right, was equally vocal, his thin voice echoing Bel’s enthusiasm. Seder and Parator knelt just in front of Eron. Their adorations were less vociferous, but their faces held an uncharacteristic brightness.

Eron was not deemed worthy to enter the circle formed around the petrified trunk at the heart of the shrine, and so crouched behind his brothers. But the continued slight did not dampen his fervour this morning. He was in attendance on this momentous day. It was enough.

Eron lifted his head. The goddess’s totem was carved into the far wall in such a way that the wolf’s enormous eyes followed wherever one might stand in the shrine. The glass creature’s stare did not suggest the goddess wished to disembowel him, as it had a week ago when he’d fallen asleep beneath her.

Much had changed this week. Azrael’s successful Meld had lifted spirits. The approach of their end goal after so much time spent waiting had buoyed Captain Nex into gracing Eron with a brief, but very discernible, nod when they passed in the halls now. And of far greater significance, the captain had ordered Eron’s immediate inclusion in group training sessions with Azrael and the mea stones. Not that he’d been fully excluded to begin with. With only seven Syranians surviving the journey across the vastness of space, there had been little chance Eron would be totally ostracised, no matter what he’d done with a human woman. But until now he’d endured training with the captain alone. And Captain Nex was consistently in a foul and demanding mood. Eron’s technique, his level of telekinetic control over the gallu, was never satisfactory.

Eron shifted, trying to ease the pinch of the hard surface against his knees. Right at that exact moment, the singing ceased and the group fell into reflective silence. He recoiled at the coarse sound his pants made against the smooth glass. Seder threw a sharp sideways glance, his thin lips curling with displeasure. Eron dipped his head in supplication, but even Seder’s sourness could not disturb him.

It was a momentous day. Which made Captain Nex’s absence all the more disquieting.

Gren tilted his head, catching Eron’s eye and mouthing something at him.

The captain? Gren shrugged his narrow but muscled shoulders, strands of his loosened black hair shifting with the movement.

Eron shrugged in return. Cym?

Gren shook his head and returned to silent prayer, confusion edging thin lines into his smooth dark skin.

Cym’s absence might be accounted for, with the preparations of the carapaces, but the captain’s was far more curious. Though, truthfully, Eron did not find himself entirely disappointed.

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