The action in the story returns to the somewhat infamous lab my kids have in the sub-levels of their home away from home, Cernunnos Tower. And, for the first time in two chapters and a dozen scenes–I know because I counted them–the scene is told from Kerry’s point of view. That’s unusual, but given that he spent nearly the time in one chapter in a coma, expected.
This time, however, he’s only sleeping on the sofa in the lab when Annie shows up with great news. Well, she’s happen he at least wakes up, but there’s better news: she learned a spell! And she wants to show it to him. What’s it all about?
And it makes up a good part of what I wrote last night:
All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie stepped near the mid-point of the table and looked about the room as she adjusted the ambiance. “Lights, low.” The lighting dropped to something akin to the illumination they would have with a low fire. Annie moved towards a collection of shadows in the corner farthest from the sofa. “This is what you can do with shadow magic.”
She stood before the collection of shadows and spread her hands out before her, as if she were smoothing out an invisible sheet. She did it twice more, then began making a pattern on the invisible sheet with her fingers. Annie continued laying out her pattern, then slowly lifted her hands the slightest bit—
A section of the shadow darkened and coalesced before it parted from the rest of the mass and floated towards Annie’s outstretched hands. The section was maybe a half a meter long and ten centimeters wide, but from where Kerry stood, it seemed as if whatever his sweetie had created had no visible thickness.
The segment of shadow hovered a few centimeters from Annie’s fingers. She didn’t look away from her creation as she brought up the light to medium illumination; while the other shadows grew dim in the brighter light, the one hovering before Annie remained dark and solid.
She skimmed the shadow through the air towards Kerry and brought it to a hover about twenty centimeter in front of the amazed boy. Annie lowered her hands and approached. “How do you like that?”
Short and sweet, with a bit of a lead-in about what Kerry was working on for Ostara. Actually, I’m trying to keep them all short and sweet at this point, but there are still a lot of scenes to write–and one or two that might just get the ax before I get to them. I’ve got one in my sights right now . . .
That’s my evening and I’m sticking to it. I have something in mind for tomorrow, and since I’ll be on the road most of the day I’ll likely need to write that tonight. And since I have to run out and fill up my silver beast . . . I know just the place to do that.