syddrian:
I centered myself and the light bloomed brighter, reaching out over the frozen lake.
“Better,” she said. “Let the light do the work for you. Like calls to like.”
I tried to relax and let the light call to itself. To my surprise, it surged across the ice, illuminating the little island in the middle of the lake.
Oh but this is GORGEOUS.
Published on January 30, 2014 18:59