Magician's Muse by Linda Joy Singleton

Author:Linda Joy Singleton
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: young adult, teen fiction, fiction, teen, teen fiction, teenager, angst, drama, romance, relationships, fantasy, urban fantasy, psychic, ESP, seer series
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2010-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

“Not the actual Muse,” Velvet clarified as she reached out to touch the plastic wand, almost reverently. “But a duplicate that gives me chills considering its history. There’s even the initial Z on the handle.”

I followed her gaze to a tiny scratch of a “Z” I hadn’t noticed before. “Who’s Zathora?” I asked.

“A brilliant, eccentric, doomed soul.” Velvet ran her fingers across the faux-jewels. “She died a century ago. In stage magician circles, her story is legend.”

“Why?”

“Because she nearly achieved two amazing feats: bringing the dead back to life and breaking into the very male-dominated world of magicians.” Velvet gave a wry chuckle. “Some say that the latter would have been the more amazing achievement. Being female and a magician was a rarity back then; come to think of it, even now it’s uncommon. Can you name even one famous woman magician?”

I tried to think of one, but the only magicians I’d heard of were famous guys like Houdini, Copperfield, Blaine, and Angel.

Velvet’s gaze was distant as she studied the wand. “It’s strange that you would have a replica of the Muse. How did you get it?”

“It belongs to my friend Josh. He’s apprenticed to the Amazing Arturo, so it’s not unusual for him to have magic props. Why did you call this wand a muse?”

“Zathora claimed that her wand whispered the secrets of the universe to her, just like a muse inspires an artist to achieve greatness,” Velvet explained. “At each performance, she would introduce her wand the way most magicians introduce their assistants.”

“What happened to the real wand?”

“Buried with Zathora.” Velvet pursed her lips thoughtfully. “From what I remember, the photos of the Muse showed amazing details, down to the circle of emeralds and sapphires near the tip—exactly like this one.”

“These green and blue beads are plastic.”

“Yes, they’re not real, obviously, but this copy is extraordinary. Did Josh tell you anything about how he came to have it?”

“He doesn’t know I have it. He left kind of abruptly and I took this to Thorn, hoping she could find him.”

“And did she?”

“Well, she pointed to a large forested area on the map. But since then I’ve found out he’s contacted his family and said he was okay.”

“Yet you’re still worried,” Velvet guessed. “I’m sensing a connection between this wand and your young man.”

“My ex-young man,” I corrected. “And you’re right, I am worried. It’s silly, though, because he told his family he’s safe. I just have this … I don’t know … an uneasy feeling.”

“Feelings can be messages from the other side.” Velvet glanced down at the wand in her hand, frowning, then returning it to me. “You’ll want to read up on Zathora.”

Velvet led me into the back room, where candles flickered from wall sconces and heavy curtains blocked the bright daylight. She flicked on a light switch near a long bookshelf and ran her finger down titles. “Hmm, The Experience of Magic by Eugene Burger has fascinating information. It says that archeological evidence suggests the origin of the magic wand came from the lunar calendar stick, dating back 50,000 years.

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