Cold Fire (Page 56)
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“How can we know these morsels are not drugged, like that tea you forced us to drink earlier?” I asked haughtily.
He regarded me for one long breath. “From the mortal world. Thereby safe to eat.”
Holding the blade, he offered Bee her knife, hilt first.
A tremor ran through her, and she thanked him prettily before politely taking it.
“There is enough to share,” she said, holding his gaze.
He gave her look for look, and for a marvel, she was the first to look away.
“We are already fed,” he said.
“Can we not eat the food grown in the spirit world?” I asked.
“I would be wary of such delicacies, were I born from the womb of a human mother.”
I wanted to ask how he had been made, but the question seemed rude, and the crow watched. Bee sliced, and we ate as daintily as we could manage being so hungry we might have preferred to bolt our meal as dogs gulp meat.
“We have still a distance to travel, and a stop to make at the river for you to wash so you can be made presentable for the master.” When the coachman looked at me, I knew he knew I had overheard their conversation.
“I am sure it would be polite for us to wash before meeting the master,” I agreed.
He rinsed out the mugs as we brushed crumbs off our skirts. The coach awaited us. We settled inside, keeping open the shutter that looked onto the spirit world. The eru swung up on the back. As the coach rolled forward, the crow took wing.
In time, we came to a crossroads. We took the left-hand path, striking out along a ridgeline track from whose height we could see across vales and rises. I leaned out to let the wind blow into my face. I smelled a peppery spice so hot its aroma made my eyes water. I heard plucked strings in a waterfall of notes. I tasted the tears of the dead whose salt was the memory of voices I had not heard for years: My mother and father, conversing in low, loving voices as my child self drifted off to sleep, safe in their arms.
“Cat!” Bee was shaking me. “Wake up! We’ve come to the river.”
“Look!” Bee’s shriek jolted me free.
She pressed open her sketchbook. At the bottom of the page, I saw myself wearing a very irritated expression no doubt because the clothes I wore in the sketch looked like a printed curtain wrapped around my waist topped by an immodestly low-cut blouse of a fabric so gauzy it was almost translucent. Blessed Tanit! As if I would ever dress so indecently! Above, Bee had drawn a field of black rocks. One rock, split in half as if by a bolt of lightning, was circled and had an arrow pointing at it. A river lay behind it and, on the far shore, five mighty ash trees.
I looked out the window. Five mighty ash trees rose on the other side of the river.
“Stop!” She hammered on the roof of the coach.
She shoved the sketchbook into the bag as the coach slowed. Before we came to a stop, she flung open the door and leaped out. Knit bag flapping behind her, she dashed into the rocks like a dog let loose in a trash pit.
The coach lurched to a stop. I jumped out and with sheathed sword in hand ran after her. The rocks were like the oozing remains of a porridge that has congealed into a crusty, jagged blanket. I slipped, caught myself on the nearest rock, and scraped my palm.
Glancing back, I saw the coachman holding the arm of the eru as if restraining her; her wings were half open. Crows cawed. I heard a buzzing noise, like the whirr of a factory floor. A loud splash disturbed the river. Could Bee really escape the spirit world through water?
Bee walked in widening circles, picking her way along the rocks with the knife in her hand. Her body stiffened as she saw something. She dropped to her knees and hacked at the ground.
“Cat, help me!” Dirt spat up.
I hurried over. “What are you doing? Go to the river!”
Ignoring me, she knelt in the cleft of a rock that was split in half. The hollow between the split halves was as wide as my out-stretched arms; rotted debris matted the ground like felted cloth.
“Help me!” She chopped and dug without cease.
The ground heaved. Fissures splintered the earth like veins swelling and bursting. I grabbed her arm to drag her away, but she shoved the knife at me and began digging with her hands.
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