Elaina J. Davidson's Blog, page 461
February 10, 2014
February 8, 2014
Latticework Teaser: The Mighty Mirror
Lattice 9The Mighty Mirror
Have you tried this? Position two mirrors facing each other and stand between them. Magically you see yourself reflected into what feels like infinity. It is not magic, of course, it is science, but it feels as if sorcery could be at work, playing with your perceptions - for a few thumping beats of your heart you are drawn into another space and time. And when the dog barks or someone calls out or a door slams … the spell is broken.
Have you tried this? Position two mirrors facing each other and stand between them. Magically you see yourself reflected into what feels like infinity. It is not magic, of course, it is science, but it feels as if sorcery could be at work, playing with your perceptions - for a few thumping beats of your heart you are drawn into another space and time. And when the dog barks or someone calls out or a door slams … the spell is broken.
February 7, 2014
February 6, 2014
Latticework Teaser: Well of Crystal Sound
Lattice 8Well of Crystal Sound
They built it with only four left. You see, they were farseers and had that kind of extraordinary magic. Who they were, as in a race name, has been lost, but an inquisitive little boy one day spied on them and the tale has lived on.
The four gathered around their well and linked hands, peering deep into the depths to infuse the water with all magic they possessed.
They built it with only four left. You see, they were farseers and had that kind of extraordinary magic. Who they were, as in a race name, has been lost, but an inquisitive little boy one day spied on them and the tale has lived on.
The four gathered around their well and linked hands, peering deep into the depths to infuse the water with all magic they possessed.
February 5, 2014
Latticework Teaser: Awareness
Lattice 7: Awareness
There is a small glade in a forgotten forest and in its centre there is a tree so ancient it no longer resembles a tree. Where this is, is unimportant. For this is not about place; it is not even about time. It is about worship. And it is also about remembering.
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There is a small glade in a forgotten forest and in its centre there is a tree so ancient it no longer resembles a tree. Where this is, is unimportant. For this is not about place; it is not even about time. It is about worship. And it is also about remembering.
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February 4, 2014
Latticework Teaser: Confession
Lattice 6: Confession
I believed as much in myself as others did.
Excessive pride always comes before the fall.
One morning, while on a two-day vacation in the hills where I grew up, on a morning when the countryside was like a sleeping child- still and beautiful- I was sitting in the garden in front of my country house when my life changed utterly.
A beautiful little girl ran up to me and said, holding in her hand a lovely red rose: “Mister, I always play in your garden and talk to the flowers when no one is here. May I play here today?” She stretched out her hand to give me the rose.
(this one has a bit of extra history - as in the writing of it - revealed in the book)
I believed as much in myself as others did.
Excessive pride always comes before the fall.
One morning, while on a two-day vacation in the hills where I grew up, on a morning when the countryside was like a sleeping child- still and beautiful- I was sitting in the garden in front of my country house when my life changed utterly.
A beautiful little girl ran up to me and said, holding in her hand a lovely red rose: “Mister, I always play in your garden and talk to the flowers when no one is here. May I play here today?” She stretched out her hand to give me the rose.
(this one has a bit of extra history - as in the writing of it - revealed in the book)
