Scenting Hallowed Blood by Constantine Storm

Author:Constantine, Storm
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: angels, fantasy, constantine, nephilim, watchers, grigori
Publisher: Immanion Press

Chapter Nineteen

Learning to Fly

Daniel wrote a note for Shem in the afternoon of the third day. Austin delivered it to Shem’s room, and waited to see if there would be a reply. Shem laughed as he read the note, and shook his head. ‘No reply. I don’t believe one is needed.’ The note consisted of two short sentences. ‘2.26 a.m. Be awake.’

Shem did not eat after two in the afternoon. When night fell, he moved all the furniture in his room out to the edges and created a circle for himself in the centre. Austin had brought him two packets of white candles and two dozen candlesticks. ‘Tonight, I have a visitor,’ Shem explained. ‘I want romantic light.’ He did not think it would be a good idea to advertise to Enniel that he planned some magical work. After Austin had left, Shem ran himself a bath, to which he added a palmful of salt from the cellar on his supper tray. After bathing, he dried his hair and dressed himself in a loose towelling robe. Then he arranged the candlesticks around the room. They were all of different shapes and sizes, made of glass and wood and metal. Some were very ancient and had clearly been used in magical rites before. Shem allowed himself the shivering light of a single candle, but left the others unlit.

Daniel and he must begin work immediately the boy arrived. First, they would have to track down Lily and Owen. After that, Daniel would have to concentrate on what this Sofia woman really wanted, and whether the Parzupheim had any hidden agenda. Then, they must think about what to do next. Tomorrow, he would put Emma out of her misery and summon her to him, but first he had to speak to Daniel. Shem moved his untouched supper tray onto the dressing table. Later, he might need to eat.

The hours ticked by, each stretched to its limit. Shem listened to the movements of the house, the faint voices. He heard the lights click off, one by one. People paused beyond his door, wondering. He could sense their thoughts. One was angry, another curious, a third leaden with sadness. He heard Emma’s breath outside, but she did not knock or call to him. The house sensed something was to happen this night and its tension affected its inhabitants.

At eleven o’clock, Enniel walked into the room without knocking. Shem wished he’d been able to lock the door, but he didn’t intend to move from the centre of his circle when Daniel arrived.

‘What are you doing?’ Enniel asked, his face bland.

Shem was sitting cross-legged on the floor within the ring of unlit candles. ‘What you want me to do.’

‘Which is?’

‘Concentrating upon my new form, getting to know it. The day after tomorrow I shall meet with your colleagues, if you’re agreeable.’

Enniel’s face softened. ‘That is good news. I shall call them tonight.’

‘Now, if you would leave me in peace. I need solitude.’

Enniel nodded, began to walk to the door, then paused.

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