Church of Rain
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This planet has known many powers. Some have been regarded as divine. Many are still here. Several are departed, but not necessarily gone.
These powers have often clashed. Myths speak of such cataclysms, or hint at forgotten atrocities. A few tragedies left their mark in other ways.
Roy Neilder often dreams of an impossible church. He’s sure it’s waiting for something.
That something just happened, and it's going to take his life if he doesn't work out what it is, and how to stop it.
Julian M. Miles
Julian’s first loves were science fantasy and magic; the blending of ancient and futuristic. This led him to a love of speculative fiction, initially as a reader, then as a reader and writer.He started writing at school, extended into writing role-playing game scenarios, and thence into bardic storytelling. In 2011 he published his first books, in 2012 he released more (along with the smallest complete role-playing system in the world).With over 30 books published in digital and physical formats, he has no intention of stopping this writing lark anytime soon, and he'd be delighted if you'd care to join him for a book or two.
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Church of Rain - Julian M. Miles
Church of Rain
A Modern Cthulhu Mythos novella
by Julian M. Miles
Copyright 2019 Julian M. Miles
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Contents
End of My World
About the Author
Connect with Julian Miles
Other Books by Julian Miles
Credits
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End of My World
I dream of that church. Tonight it stands black against a leaden grey sky while water cascades from the heavens. Two windows show a steady, cold light from within.
This time, I can tear my gaze down from the steeple and the awry cross that tops it. Down to the sodden ground where I stand amidst puddles of midnight blue. They reflect wan stars, stars that should be obscured by the roiling thunderheads above.
The puddles are scattered across what looks like a barren field. Beyond that, the gloom shrouds any features of the landscape that might give orientation or location.
A flash of lightning upends my view: black sky, white church, black-lit windows, white field, black puddles, blue stars. A second crash drops me into my body with a jolt that bounces me from the bed. I hit the floor head-and-heels first. As I lie there, separating church from bedroom, Jamie peers at me from the edge of the bed.
Attending services?
He smiles as he says it.
I nod and roll onto my front, then smoothly press myself up, pull my legs in at the peak, and roll back gently to end up sitting against the bed.
He flexes sideways to rest his chin on my shoulder: Your mind might be wandering, but your moves are faultless.
I turn my head and kiss his nose.
Flattery will get you nowhere. Now I need my sleep to rest and to shake what I recall of the dream.
I shrug: Left more disturbing feelings than details, as usual.
That’s so unfair. Otherwise, you could get Seva to paint them. I bet they’d sell for thousands. Speaking of fairness, that was just mean. You know how much I like seeing you move.
Not sure I’d want her to capture the essence of these dreams. Hold that need for extra exercise. I have a rehearsal with Pat later.
He pushes himself forward so he can look me in the eye.
You’re spending time in the studio with Patrick Stephens, the man who brought you out?
I kiss his nose again: Yes. Along with six others, including his boy of the moment, Cal. Which means I will be in dire need of extra exercise by the time I get home.
He slides himself back, rolls over and chuckles: I expect bitchy snitching and scurrilous gossip.
I raise my bum far enough off the floor that I can simply push myself back onto the bed with my legs. As he sits up and swivels to lie beside me, I tap his nose.
You’ll have to make do with my usual whinging and character assassination. Unless you’d like to invite Tonya over?
I’ve had my fill of Miss Scout Camp ’89 for this month.
That makes two of us. Right, hands off my cheeks and settle down.
He sighs theatrically: The need for extra exercise ran off and hid when you mentioned Tonya.
With a smile, I kiss him properly, then roll over: Goodnight, Jamie.
I feel his back come to rest against mine: G’night, Roy.
The church stands in a lake of deep red as the rain pours down and I slowly sink, hands flailing to reach the branches - silhouetted against grey skies - above. There’s a moment for climactic awakening from this nightmare as I go under, but I know sleep lies after drowning, although fighting it is only natural. So, I take a deep breath of the crimson waters. All I have to do is not wake up from the instinctive terror, and the church will stand watch over me, ensuring all other dreams sink before I see them. Sleep is tinged with distant thunder that fades as I dive deeper into its welcome embrace. I have nothing to fear, now. The church will bring me back.
It stands in the barren field amidst pools of yellow fed from the citrine waters that crash down. The lightning is white and loud and drop-pulls me from the dream to find its kin flashing outside while the wind howls and rain lashes our windows.
"Iä y’ha! That’s not funny." Jamie stops glaring at the weather and switches to prosaic swearing as he bundles his gear into a rucksack and skins himself into his waterproofs over just shorts and T-shirt.
He smiles and waves cheerfully, then applauds me as I manage to be sitting on the edge of the bed by the time he sets off for work.
If I don’t drown, I’ll be back in time to save you from the post-Pat blues.
The weather makes the trip to the studio miserable, but with the odd exhilaration that sometimes comes from being caught out in rain. Cal being a little prick and Pat letting him get away with it makes the evening plain miserable. Thoughts of Jamie, dinner, and a late, hot shower call me homewards through a torrential downpour that seems to be getting worse.
An empty apartment greets me: chilly, dark and faintly damp.
Jamie?
He’s nowhere about, nor is his bike. Checking my phone, I find no calls. A worried and careful check of the various messaging is likewise fruitless. I call Alef.
Da, Roy?
Seen Jamie? He’s not back yet.
Thought he’d skipped me to get back to you. Let me check messages.
There’s a moments silence, then: Nada. I’ll call Seva and Brin.
Thanks. I’ll try Lucy and Richard.
Ten minutes later, I’ve run out of ideas for who he’d visit for long enough to be late. Rain drums against the windows and riotous gusts moan through the cables hanging over the street. I’m gazing out of the window when a lurid flash of lightning turns the night starkly negative, and I see an awry cross set against the arc-welder brightness of the sky. It’s like my insides have been doused with ice water. As the afterimage fades, I can’t see any combination