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gurabad2020-01-03 08:08 pm
haillenarte) wrote in gurabad2020-01-03 08:08 pm
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070 » through the morning you're the light
[it's an innocuous thing, at first — just a little book he finds in his grandmother's library, past a bundle of medical volumes that looked ancient enough to still prescribe leechings. it catches his attention because it is leatherbound and roughly hewn, but when he opens it up, he discovers, much to his amusement, that it purports to be some sort of witch's spellbook.
was grandmother interested in this kind of... pagan tomfoolery? it would be a shock if she was, considering that she raised baurendouin to be a devout halonic adherent, and he his children in the same tradition. and yet francel keeps the book in his messenger bag through the coming weeks, reading every single one of its handwritten words. unfamiliar terms like thaumaturgy and ashkin pop out at him from every page, but he allows them to wash over him until, eventually, they make sense.
the author had a vivid imagination, francel thinks. there are spells to conjure ice and fire, spells to channel one's sorrow and negativity into crystals. yeah, as if that's a valid cure for depression. there's a spell to hex someone into turning into a toad, too, but when he tries it on emmanellain as a joke, nothing happens.
the last spell in the book is one to conjure a voidsent familiar.]
was grandmother interested in this kind of... pagan tomfoolery? it would be a shock if she was, considering that she raised baurendouin to be a devout halonic adherent, and he his children in the same tradition. and yet francel keeps the book in his messenger bag through the coming weeks, reading every single one of its handwritten words. unfamiliar terms like thaumaturgy and ashkin pop out at him from every page, but he allows them to wash over him until, eventually, they make sense.
the author had a vivid imagination, francel thinks. there are spells to conjure ice and fire, spells to channel one's sorrow and negativity into crystals. yeah, as if that's a valid cure for depression. there's a spell to hex someone into turning into a toad, too, but when he tries it on emmanellain as a joke, nothing happens.
the last spell in the book is one to conjure a voidsent familiar.]