It wasn't a story I wanted to rush to completion. Every time I'd start writing on it again, I'd have to break for something else. I just decided that, this time, I was going to finish it.
In the distance, Methuwan sparkled in the ghostly light. The moon's orb was full this night, and its reflected light lit the scene before their eyes with a certain cool majesty that was compelling. And, a bit haunting.
The ancient city was just as Lautan had described it, perched atop the great wall that circled this end of the lowlands holding the Forest of Night. The walls that surrounded and protected the shimmering towers and domes stemmed seamlessly from that great valley wall, as if c
It will become a story told in the taverns at night, and traded between mages, and everyone will laugh over how outrageous it sounds, and no one will believe it.
Magick may not be so easily explained in the scientific terms you KNOW, is why. That's all I can say just now. So don't pull any hair out, please!
I think any mage worth his title will be able to see Jamie for who he is. Having a dangerous ability is not the same as being a threat. Let's hope!
Well, I wanted to cloak some real science in the trappings of magick. Jamie has to understand things the way he sees them, and he has no science education. And, who has ever seen particles first hand, or traveled with them?
So we have a mix of science and imagination, and that's all magick ever is, anyway.
Jamie and Garvin are both 16. The prince was stated as being 'sixteen' as well.
Myron the Morbid is certainly no longer a youth, or he wouldn't be morbid.