Monstrous Little Voices by Jonathan Barnes

Author:Jonathan Barnes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Rebellion Publishing Ltd

FINDING FRANCESCO DE Medici was far easier than the methods he’d had to employ to find someone as a living sorcerer. Now he was a ghost and the one who commanded his soul happened to be in love with the target, it was a simple matter. He followed a silver thread only he could see: from her heart, across the vineyard and along the road to the coast.

To move so swiftly without effort was a simple joy. The girl was only partly correct; he was not just coping well with Purgatory, he was enjoying it. Being furious with her had felt like opening the window of a room with stale air and having a gale blow though it. He could never have predicted that his death would make him feel alive for the first time in decades.

It wasn’t just anger, though. It was the joy of being genuinely stirred into action. Only now did he appreciate how stagnant he had become. Without realising it, his life had become a study in turning things away, be they people or challenges or simply matters of the outside world. What he thought to be triumphs were merely insignificant details, made tremendous by the simple and tragic fact that he’d driven himself so poorly, and achieved so little since Miranda’s death, that even the tiniest magical revelation seemed like a moment of genius.

Now he had a genuine question to answer. The Medici girl said she’d been sent by someone with the Sight. A witch, no doubt; and one of significant power, he’d wager. She must have gifted the girl with something to overcome his wards, for one thing, and no mere warty ‘wise woman’ could do such a thing. He’d have to question her more at the first opportunity.

The young man was in a room on the first floor of an inn that sold passable wine and excellent whores. Prospero followed the thread through the window to find him sitting on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. He was white-lipped and still in shock, judging by the way his hands still trembled.

Prospero glided over to hover in front of him, his lip curling at the sound of the sniffling. “Can you see me?”

If the Medici could, he didn’t react. Prospero went over to the table in the corner with a letter resting upon it.

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