Babylon 5 16 - Techno-Mages 01 - Casting Shadows (Cavelos, Jeanne) by Jeanne Casting Shadows by Cavelos

Author:Jeanne Casting Shadows by Cavelos [Casting Shadows by Cavelos, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-01-27T08:49:15.931194+00:00

He took her hands. She bowed her head and closed her eves. When her eyes opened, Galen could see the moment in Cadmus' face. She captured bin completely. His nervous gaze fixed on her, and hi s face relaxed, losing its self-consciousness,

its momentary concerns. All that remained was hope. It seemed a terribly intimate contact.

"You have always known that you are different, that others depend on you. You have difficult weeks ahead. You will face the most severe trial of your life. When you do, something will rise up within you that you never knew you had, a bravery and strength of character that have lain deep within you. You will stand up for what is right. You will defend your place and your people. You will behave with nobility. From that moment forward, your life will change. The bravery will remain with you, refusing again to be buried. It will bring you success, prosperity, and love."

Isabelle's voice was brilliantly modulated. Stress, rhythm, and repetition combined with striking power to create an almost hypnotic effect. Isabelle maintained eye contact for several more seconds, giving him that knowing smile. He smiled with her. Gently she released him and pulled slightly back.

"I couldn't ask for better than that, I suppose," Cadmus said, straightening self - consciously.

His eyes resumed their nervous activity.

"Let me show you to a table in the lounge."

Galen could never have done what she had done. Could never have reached out to someone so strongly, to have created such an intimate contact. He always held back. That was why, as Elric constantly reminded him, his presentation was weak. He didn't want to connect to other people. He didn't want them to know him.

The predictions, of course, were creations of Isabelle's imagination. But Cadmus seemed to believe them. Cadmus squeezed his way into the lounge past the Narns, who had begun thinning out after a long night. Galen reached into his pocket, dipped his finger into a packet of what felt like fine dust. As he brushed past several Narns, he planted probes on their arms, jackets, whatever surface presented itself. Isabelle, he knew, did the same.

The lounge was modest in size, with a bar at one end and small tables crowding the rest of the room. The dingy flower- patterned rug clashed with green-and-gold striped wallpaper. The lighting was dim, and the lack of windows gave the feeling of perpetual night. In their dark leathers, the Narns clustered around the bar and nearby tables. The drinking contest seemed to have ended, although the drinking had not. The Narns had begun to look a bit fatigued, though, hanging on one another, swaying unsteadily, gold-and-black spotted heads drooping. One slid off the bar and thumped to the floor.

Cadmus jumped at the sound.

"Oh."

He showed them to a table in the corner, and after fussing over Isabelle for a few more minutes, retreated.

"An optimistic prediction," Galen said, "wasn't it? Cadmus doesn't quite seem the heroic type."

"If he believes it, then it will become reality.

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