Grand Guginol

“This before or after they tried that same trick wit’ me kin?”

The Hierophant gave me a frosty look ‘fore he said, “The missionaries were not known for their diplomacy. Their disappointment in the Qanya’s resistance was deepened by this particular set of songs. Their magic was bound into the notes and lyrics of this music.”

The Hierophant traced his finger along the Qanya lyric sheet and said, “The music governed aspects of light and dark, life and death. Their words for each concept were linked by spelling. Each aspect was its opposite spelled backward.”

I pulled out the nearest music sheet and found a particular word repeated over and over again.

“Baas,” I read aloud.

“Meaning life,” Rhames confirmed. “Death therefore would be Saab.”

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