Saturday, April 27, 2013
The Madness of Crows: Part Six
As she raised a hand to knock, the door opened and a boy in tattered jeans and a T-shirt appeared and smiled at her. The black T-shirt was scrawled with red, dripping letters: I ____ Vampires. She could hear Tom Waits growling from the stereo.
"Annie Weaver." Absalom's honey-colored eyes were not a boy's. His scarlet hair glinted as he tilted his head. "What brings you to my door?"
"I need to speak to the Cailleach Oidche."
"And what makes you think I'll be allowing that?" The lilt of another time and place slinked through his voice as something ancient moved behind his eyes.
"They've come as a court of birds. You might want to tell Phouka. Or not."
"My queen is otherwise occupied. I'll help you, fair girl. Come back before midnight. That is the Cailleach's hour."