In the spirit of this week’s topic, reflection, here is an excerpt from my not-yet-published novel.
From: Keeper of Shadows, Bringer of Light (working title). Chapter 14: Sir Fizzil
“Fear not to keep company with her, knight,” said Reina. “There is more magic at work in you than in her.”
“You dare accuse me! I am no sorcerer.”
Silence stretched out like unfurling wings.
“I know what I saw,” Sir Brennus said at last.
“You saw what others cannot,” said Reina. “‘Tis a precious gift, your gift of sight. You must open your heart to recognize what it is you see.”
Once again, long silence claimed him. When he spoke, his tone was unreadable. “What was it, then?”
“What you saw was…a mere reflection.”
“That was no reflection. She lit that fire…without flint or coals. There was no glass, steel or water nearby to reflect anything.”
“Not that kind of reflection,” Reina said. “It is she who is the mirror, reflecting a power far greater than mere magic, far greater than all of us.”