Shadow Music by Elisabeth Rose

Author:Elisabeth Rose [Rose, Elisabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, music, possession, Love conquers all, passion, astral travel, dreams
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2019-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Sydney, 1998

As soon as they arrived home Nina dumped her bag and strode away to fetch her violin and move the music stand into the living room the better to hear the recorded cello part. Martin slumped on the couch and watched her silently as she set up and prepared her violin. Why wasn’t he getting his flute ready? She placed the music on the stand without a word then turned to him. “Are you going to help with this or not?”

“All right.” A deeply reluctant, deeply infuriating sigh. What was his problem?

He disappeared into the spare room, emerging a few minutes later with the flute case in his hand. He dropped back down on the couch and slowly assembled the silver instrument bit by bit. Nina waited, slapping her bow against her leg. His whole body yelled reluctance. Why couldn’t he understand how important it was that they follow through on this? Piers was desperate for their help and he’d chosen them, specifically. They were honour-bound to do as he wished.

Martin had come halfway around the world in pursuit of this phantom thing how could he even consider dropping it all now? Had he forgotten already the compulsion which had consumed his life for eight months? Didn’t he want it to end?

To her fury he placed his flute on the coffee table, stood up and headed into the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” she demanded.

A tap ran. He reappeared with a glass in his hand, eyes narrowed, jaw set. “Drink of water. That all right?”

The cassette was ready in the stereo system. He pressed “Play.”

“Tune up,” he said and switched the recording off after a couple of notes. Nina made a couple of adjustments to the strings and waited while he wandered about the room with his flute to his lips blowing single long tones.

“That’s enough,” she snapped. “Come on.”

Martin shot her a thunderous look but she clenched her jaw and tucked her violin under her chin. Her count in sounded on the recording and eyes closed, she stroked the first note. The effect was immediate and electrifying.

The voices poured into the room, flooding her like the sea over a drowning swimmer but strangely one who is content to let herself be submerged by the tide. Her molten anger melted to nothing. She surfed on a wave of sound and exhilarating emotion, aware of nothing physical or concrete around her. Martin and the room faded away. There was only music—and the voices.

Words were indistinguishable. They were chanting in a tongue completely foreign to her. The cadence followed the pulse of their playing in an eerie way growing in strength with hypnotic force. Suddenly the voices stopped when they still had half a page of the slow section to go. Piers spoke, his voice soft and seductive in her ear, and an immense surge of the yearning she had experienced in her dreams overcame her.

“It’s nearly complete. One more piece and it will be ready. You have done well, my darling, very well.

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