The obsidian mansions plume themselves that they need not the sky.

And so the wind must come again to teach them how to die.

The wind shall break their furnaces, and fling their wheels above.

They shall know not how to stop it. They know not its love.

Today’s story is the second and final part of “Sing in Me, Holy One, and Through Me” by Rob MacWolf, who heard it on the wind but couldn’t say where the wind got it. You can find more of his work in anthologies from the Furry Historical Fiction Society, and on his SoFurry gallery.

Read by the author. Musical engineering by Solomon Harries.

Last time, a nameless coyote drifter appeared in a feud-wracked frontier town, and in the lives of Bethany Smith, the town belle, and Luis Huerfano, the hired ranch hand who works for her parents’ rivals. Whenever the stranger sings, anyone within earshot can be compelled to sing with him, even though what they sing is incomprehensible, sometimes with—as in the case of Rafe Rogers, local hired ruffian—psychoanihilatory results. What this coyote wants, and indeed what he is, remains unknown.

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