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.Every hard jolt wrenched a moanfrom the backseat.The trees stood thick here, evergreensinterspersed with birch and maple.He had expected quiet,an eerie silence, but sounds saturated the air.Cars, busesand jackhammers had been replaced by chirps, peeps, andwhistles."Noisy neighborhood," Diego muttered, his uneasegrowing with every sound he couldn't identify.After a final turn, the cabin loomed before them.'Cabin' was an incredible misnomer.At least thismonstrosity had been built out of wood, but there theresemblance to a one-room log structure ended.The arrayof windows on the second floor announced the existence ofseveral bedrooms.A three-car garage nestled smugly on theleft side.A flagstone-lined barbecue patio and a massiveveranda graced the front of the house.I might need a ball of twine to find my way back outof there.Diego carried Finn from his metal prison to lay himon the grass while he unpacked the truck.Only Finn'sfurred chest moved with the slow rise and fall of hisbreathing."You want me to carry you in?" Diego crouchedbeside him when all the luggage and bags were safelyinside."Or maybe bring you dinner out here?" Finn's eyes remained shut."Leave me here.I'm nothungry.Go rest.""It'll get cold out here.""Diego, I never lived inside a building before Iguested with you.Do you think Irish winters are warm?""No, but& ""I said leave me be.Gods.Deaf as well asstubborn.""Fine, fine." Diego chewed on his bottom lip as hewalked back to the house.Finn's voice stopped him whenhe reached the steps."Diego?""Yes?""It is a beautiful place.""Everything you wanted?""More than I ever dared hope for." CHAPTER 8: TAKING THE CITY OUT OF THE BOYFinn shifted back to his own form, a painful, tediousprocess after his daylong confinement, but a relief all thesame.He rolled spread eagle onto his back to get as muchof his skin in contact with the earth as possible, openinghimself to the flows.Fingers digging into the dirt, hereached into the depths for the strongest veins of magic.Relief flooded through every scrap of him.The cacophony of scents brought tears to his eyesdamp grass, new leaves, wildflowers sweet and woody, thesharp tang of insects, hints of territorial musk, humus, andloam.He turned his gaze upward and nearly sobbed aloud.Great Dagda.Stars.He hadn't seen stars since he'd woken.With all thehorrors confronting him, he'd been afraid to ask Diego ifthe stars still shone.As if an evil fog dissipated, his sensessprang back to heart-pounding clarity.A bat fluttered against the house in her hunt formosquitoes.Three deer picked their cautious way through anearby clearing.Hundreds of crickets sang.An owl calledacross the treetops"Finn!"The houselights flared, blocking out the stars.Diegobarreled down the front steps in nothing but the delightfully short pants he wore to bed.Lovely sight if Diego hadn'tbeen white with shock."I'm here, my hero," Finn called."What's amiss?""I& there was& " Diego shook his head as he didwhen he became flustered."I heard a scream.I thought itwas you.""A scream?"The owl called again and Diego stabbed a fingertoward the woods."There!""Ah, that would be the baine sidhe come to rip yoursoul away.""Banshees are real, too?"Diego's expression held such a mix of horror anddisbelief Finn found himself unable to continue his smallmischief."They did, but there are none here.That is merelyan owl calling for her mate.""That horrible shriek is an owl? I thought they justhooted."Finn reached over to pat his foot."Listen amoment." A mile distant, another owl called in answer."That's her male answering.""Dios." Diego plunked down on the grass shivering."I never realized the woods would be so loud.""The man sleeps like the dead through machinesthundering past his window all night and thinks a few crickets too loud?" Finn muttered.A rabbit rustled in the leaves and Diego startled,edging closer.Take good care of him, the wisewoman hadsaid.He needs a friend so badly now.He watched the leanmuscles in Diego's arms stand out in hard relief as heshivered.Such an endearing contradiction of vulnerablestrength, but it was the white-hot spark of Diego, such abrief flame but oh-so-bright that drew Finn like a haplessmoth to the bonfire."You should go back in.You'll catch your death outhere.""Just for a bit.Maybe I'll get a blanket and sit outhere with you awhile.Keep you company."I'm not the one needing company, m'boy.Finn roseonto his elbows."Help me up, then.I'll come in with you.Perhaps it is a mite chilly out here tonight.""No, no, you need to stay outside, don't you? To getbetter?""It is enough to be out of that blasted city." Hestretched the truth, but not too much."Come.You'returning blue."Inside, Finn found he approved of the open mainroom.Almost like being outside, windows comprised onewall and much of the high ceiling.An ottoman largeenough for four men to curl up together stood in front of the fireplace and Finn indicated he would sleep there."Bring your blankets.Sleep with me."Diego frowned, hesitating."Finn, I don't think& ""Just sleep.I give you my solemn promise.You aredistressed and will rest better with someone by your side, Ithink.""I don't suppose you'd consider putting on someclothes?""More than willing if it puts you at ease."After some thuds and rustlings upstairs, Diegoreturned with a pile of blankets and the soft, black pants hehad given Finn to sleep in that first night.Small victories.Take what you can get [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Every hard jolt wrenched a moanfrom the backseat.The trees stood thick here, evergreensinterspersed with birch and maple.He had expected quiet,an eerie silence, but sounds saturated the air.Cars, busesand jackhammers had been replaced by chirps, peeps, andwhistles."Noisy neighborhood," Diego muttered, his uneasegrowing with every sound he couldn't identify.After a final turn, the cabin loomed before them.'Cabin' was an incredible misnomer.At least thismonstrosity had been built out of wood, but there theresemblance to a one-room log structure ended.The arrayof windows on the second floor announced the existence ofseveral bedrooms.A three-car garage nestled smugly on theleft side.A flagstone-lined barbecue patio and a massiveveranda graced the front of the house.I might need a ball of twine to find my way back outof there.Diego carried Finn from his metal prison to lay himon the grass while he unpacked the truck.Only Finn'sfurred chest moved with the slow rise and fall of hisbreathing."You want me to carry you in?" Diego crouchedbeside him when all the luggage and bags were safelyinside."Or maybe bring you dinner out here?" Finn's eyes remained shut."Leave me here.I'm nothungry.Go rest.""It'll get cold out here.""Diego, I never lived inside a building before Iguested with you.Do you think Irish winters are warm?""No, but& ""I said leave me be.Gods.Deaf as well asstubborn.""Fine, fine." Diego chewed on his bottom lip as hewalked back to the house.Finn's voice stopped him whenhe reached the steps."Diego?""Yes?""It is a beautiful place.""Everything you wanted?""More than I ever dared hope for." CHAPTER 8: TAKING THE CITY OUT OF THE BOYFinn shifted back to his own form, a painful, tediousprocess after his daylong confinement, but a relief all thesame.He rolled spread eagle onto his back to get as muchof his skin in contact with the earth as possible, openinghimself to the flows.Fingers digging into the dirt, hereached into the depths for the strongest veins of magic.Relief flooded through every scrap of him.The cacophony of scents brought tears to his eyesdamp grass, new leaves, wildflowers sweet and woody, thesharp tang of insects, hints of territorial musk, humus, andloam.He turned his gaze upward and nearly sobbed aloud.Great Dagda.Stars.He hadn't seen stars since he'd woken.With all thehorrors confronting him, he'd been afraid to ask Diego ifthe stars still shone.As if an evil fog dissipated, his sensessprang back to heart-pounding clarity.A bat fluttered against the house in her hunt formosquitoes.Three deer picked their cautious way through anearby clearing.Hundreds of crickets sang.An owl calledacross the treetops"Finn!"The houselights flared, blocking out the stars.Diegobarreled down the front steps in nothing but the delightfully short pants he wore to bed.Lovely sight if Diego hadn'tbeen white with shock."I'm here, my hero," Finn called."What's amiss?""I& there was& " Diego shook his head as he didwhen he became flustered."I heard a scream.I thought itwas you.""A scream?"The owl called again and Diego stabbed a fingertoward the woods."There!""Ah, that would be the baine sidhe come to rip yoursoul away.""Banshees are real, too?"Diego's expression held such a mix of horror anddisbelief Finn found himself unable to continue his smallmischief."They did, but there are none here.That is merelyan owl calling for her mate.""That horrible shriek is an owl? I thought they justhooted."Finn reached over to pat his foot."Listen amoment." A mile distant, another owl called in answer."That's her male answering.""Dios." Diego plunked down on the grass shivering."I never realized the woods would be so loud.""The man sleeps like the dead through machinesthundering past his window all night and thinks a few crickets too loud?" Finn muttered.A rabbit rustled in the leaves and Diego startled,edging closer.Take good care of him, the wisewoman hadsaid.He needs a friend so badly now.He watched the leanmuscles in Diego's arms stand out in hard relief as heshivered.Such an endearing contradiction of vulnerablestrength, but it was the white-hot spark of Diego, such abrief flame but oh-so-bright that drew Finn like a haplessmoth to the bonfire."You should go back in.You'll catch your death outhere.""Just for a bit.Maybe I'll get a blanket and sit outhere with you awhile.Keep you company."I'm not the one needing company, m'boy.Finn roseonto his elbows."Help me up, then.I'll come in with you.Perhaps it is a mite chilly out here tonight.""No, no, you need to stay outside, don't you? To getbetter?""It is enough to be out of that blasted city." Hestretched the truth, but not too much."Come.You'returning blue."Inside, Finn found he approved of the open mainroom.Almost like being outside, windows comprised onewall and much of the high ceiling.An ottoman largeenough for four men to curl up together stood in front of the fireplace and Finn indicated he would sleep there."Bring your blankets.Sleep with me."Diego frowned, hesitating."Finn, I don't think& ""Just sleep.I give you my solemn promise.You aredistressed and will rest better with someone by your side, Ithink.""I don't suppose you'd consider putting on someclothes?""More than willing if it puts you at ease."After some thuds and rustlings upstairs, Diegoreturned with a pile of blankets and the soft, black pants hehad given Finn to sleep in that first night.Small victories.Take what you can get [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]