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Author: Brendan Carroll
working under Yahweh’s guidance and in his good graces, then surely he might be able to find it.”
Simon nodded and Mark stood up.
“Let me look in this thing,” he pulled the velvet cover from the stone. “Show me how it works, Little Brother.”
((((((((((((()))))))))))))
“The court will adjourn for thirty-seven glimmers, while the Lord takes counsel in his sanctum,” the droning voice of the mysterious ‘bailiff’ filled the cavern. “The Lord Ramsay of Lothian will accompany the Lord Judge at this time.”
Mark got up and Lily held onto his hand until he pulled away from her and followed Lord Kinmalla into the glowing chamber off to the right of his ‘bench’. Marduk had persuaded Kinmalla to allow Mark to speak to him on Meredith’s behalf. The Lord Kinmalla had agreed to listen to him before pronouncing judgment on her for her crimes, which he had pronounced her guilty of without hesitation or preamble. There had been no real trial. No evidence presented, no testimony taken. Nothing. Just a list of crimes and a declaration of guilt.
Marduk exited the chamber immediately and sought his unlikely friend, Zaguri, for more reports on Huber’s activities. The creature had returned from his second foray to the shrouded house. Still no sign of Mark Andrew. Huber was inside the house or lair, as it were, tending her young. Adar’s absence had given her a fit at first, but she had calmed herself after a bit and was now seeing to a second brood in the attic. Zaguri wanted to rip the nest apart, eat all of the spiderlings and confront the Queen Mother, quite sure of his ability to defeat her in single combat, but Marduk had forbade him to do anything more than observe her. Marduk was not so sure even the mighty Zaguri would fare well against the power of Huber.
Meredith left her brother-in-law and son inside the chamber with Lily and Merry and sought the company of Marduk. At least, they had something in common. She felt very ill at ease in the same room with Lily and Merry, and she had no intention of pretending to be Nicole.
“Meredith,” Marduk said quietly and came to take her hands after dispatching Zaguri on yet another reconnoitering mission. “Please, sit with me.”
The full moon broke through the raft of clouds, lining the meadow with silver, stretching away in all directions. A beautiful night full of bird calls and the chirps of insects. The distant sound of a fox barking added to the illusion. They sat down in the grass, facing each other like teenagers.
“I’m sure something can be done about Kinmalla,” he told her without conviction. “For every turn of events, there is another turn in the making. Your Adar is a most resilient fellow. He will have his own ideas, I’m sure. Whatever comes to pass here will have secondary consequences. We will mediate, of course.”
“We?” She smiled at him sadly. “Who will mediate? Who will be left? You will receive your punishment. Luke Andrew will have his and the rest of them, eventually. We will be consigned to the Gates again, or worse, and the world will go to hell in a handbasket while we linger and, languish in prison.”
“Now, that is not true,” he told her adamantly. “We’ve been in prison before and the world still stands. We are all expendable. You know that.”
“I suppose you are right,” she said. She would never have believed she would be sitting in a moonlit meadow with the Lord of the Sixth Gate.
“Meredith, there is something I would like to say to you.” He looked up at the moon, and then smiled at her. For the first time, she realized he was not as horribly ugly as she had always remembered. It had been the circumstances surrounding their relationship that had made him seem a monster to her. “I would like to say I regret deeply the nature of our dealings with one another over the years. I treated you unfairly.”
“I think perhaps you should apologize to Merry rather than me,” she
Simon nodded and Mark stood up.
“Let me look in this thing,” he pulled the velvet cover from the stone. “Show me how it works, Little Brother.”
(((((((((((((
“The court will adjourn for thirty-seven glimmers, while the Lord takes counsel in his sanctum,” the droning voice of the mysterious ‘bailiff’ filled the cavern. “The Lord Ramsay of Lothian will accompany the Lord Judge at this time.”
Mark got up and Lily held onto his hand until he pulled away from her and followed Lord Kinmalla into the glowing chamber off to the right of his ‘bench’. Marduk had persuaded Kinmalla to allow Mark to speak to him on Meredith’s behalf. The Lord Kinmalla had agreed to listen to him before pronouncing judgment on her for her crimes, which he had pronounced her guilty of without hesitation or preamble. There had been no real trial. No evidence presented, no testimony taken. Nothing. Just a list of crimes and a declaration of guilt.
Marduk exited the chamber immediately and sought his unlikely friend, Zaguri, for more reports on Huber’s activities. The creature had returned from his second foray to the shrouded house. Still no sign of Mark Andrew. Huber was inside the house or lair, as it were, tending her young. Adar’s absence had given her a fit at first, but she had calmed herself after a bit and was now seeing to a second brood in the attic. Zaguri wanted to rip the nest apart, eat all of the spiderlings and confront the Queen Mother, quite sure of his ability to defeat her in single combat, but Marduk had forbade him to do anything more than observe her. Marduk was not so sure even the mighty Zaguri would fare well against the power of Huber.
Meredith left her brother-in-law and son inside the chamber with Lily and Merry and sought the company of Marduk. At least, they had something in common. She felt very ill at ease in the same room with Lily and Merry, and she had no intention of pretending to be Nicole.
“Meredith,” Marduk said quietly and came to take her hands after dispatching Zaguri on yet another reconnoitering mission. “Please, sit with me.”
The full moon broke through the raft of clouds, lining the meadow with silver, stretching away in all directions. A beautiful night full of bird calls and the chirps of insects. The distant sound of a fox barking added to the illusion. They sat down in the grass, facing each other like teenagers.
“I’m sure something can be done about Kinmalla,” he told her without conviction. “For every turn of events, there is another turn in the making. Your Adar is a most resilient fellow. He will have his own ideas, I’m sure. Whatever comes to pass here will have secondary consequences. We will mediate, of course.”
“We?” She smiled at him sadly. “Who will mediate? Who will be left? You will receive your punishment. Luke Andrew will have his and the rest of them, eventually. We will be consigned to the Gates again, or worse, and the world will go to hell in a handbasket while we linger and, languish in prison.”
“Now, that is not true,” he told her adamantly. “We’ve been in prison before and the world still stands. We are all expendable. You know that.”
“I suppose you are right,” she said. She would never have believed she would be sitting in a moonlit meadow with the Lord of the Sixth Gate.
“Meredith, there is something I would like to say to you.” He looked up at the moon, and then smiled at her. For the first time, she realized he was not as horribly ugly as she had always remembered. It had been the circumstances surrounding their relationship that had made him seem a monster to her. “I would like to say I regret deeply the nature of our dealings with one another over the years. I treated you unfairly.”
“I think perhaps you should apologize to Merry rather than me,” she
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