Jack of Ravens

7

Twilight was drawing in as they stood on the edge of Stonehenge. The English Heritage workers had long since gone home and they could proceed without fear of interruption. Ruth was still reeling from all she had been told, but somehow her life made a lot more sense than it had done previously. For the first time in a long while she felt positive, and excited, whatever dangers lay ahead.

Laura surveyed the megaliths rising up against the darkening sky. ‘So we dance like pixies and a magic doorway appears,’ she said sarcastically.

‘On the other hand I could just crack you on the head with my staff,’ the Bone Inspector said. ‘Now get a move on. Soon Veitch or one of those spider-people will be here and I don’t intend being around when they arrive.’

‘You are not coming with us?’ Shavi said.

‘My place is here, not over there. I’ve got a job to do.’

Shavi turned to Ruth. ‘Are you up to this?’

She glanced up at the owl flying overhead, and grinned. ‘Oh, yes.’