Circles in the Stream (Avalon: Web of Magic #1) by Rachel Roberts

Author:Rachel Roberts [Roberts, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Premier Digital Publishing
Published: 2012-08-01T07:00:00+00:00

EMILY HELD THE owl as Phel’s great paws stroked its wings. The jewel on her wrist pulsed with a bright blue light. She was concentrating so hard, she was barely aware of Adriane, Ozzie, Stormbringer, and the other animals watching. As the light from her stone mixed with Phel’s warm glow, she could feel the poison leaving the owl’s body; could sense its strength returning. Her heart leaped into flight. The owl opened its bright eyes and looked adoringly at Emily. She gently scratched its head and was thrilled to see a glimmer of turquoise and gold run through its feathers.

“There, is that better?” she asked.

“A mouse would be good.”

“That was amazing, Emily,” Adriane breathed.

Emily laughed as she brushed the soft feathers with her hand. Then she lowered the owl to the ground.

“Ariel likes you.” The duck-thing was standing there watching.

“Thank you…I think. Her named is Ariel?”

“Yes.”

“What’s your name?” Emily asked.

“Ronif,” it told her. “I’m a quiffle.”

Emily blinked. “My name is Emily. These are my friends, Adriane, Ozzie, and Stormbringer.” She pointed to each in turn.

The quiffle looked them over. “Mages!” He waddled away to tell the others.

“Come on, let’s help them.” Emily got up to carry one of the wounded quiffles to Phel. Adriane joined her.

The sun dropped low behind the trees, its golden rays cutting across the glade, but Emily hardly noticed, too busy holding and soothing the sick and wounded animals while Phel healed them. Adriane and Storm moved among the larger animals, helping them get to Phel.

At last no more animals came forward. Emily sat down, exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. She held the beautiful owl in her lap and gazed at the extraordinary collection of creatures gathered in the glade. They were all watching her. She sensed their joy at being healed, and yet they seemed nervous, darting glances into the woods and up toward the sky.

Adriane approached, half a dozen baby quiffles riding in her pockets, and three more in her arms. Adriane plopped three into Emily’s lap, then sat down carefully, so as not to disturb her passengers. Ariel let the tiny quiffles snuggle into her feathers; they cooed happily, and Emily laughed.

“Fantastic!” Ozzie said as he walked over.

“We didn’t really do anything,” Emily said. “Phel healed them all.”

“Don’t be so modest.”

“Did you see your stone glowing?” Adriane asked. “Like mine did, when I made those trees move.”

Emily checked her jewel. It wasn’t glowing now. “Maybe the stones react to magic,” she suggested.

“Very possible,” Ozzie said. “Phel’s flowers are seeding the whole place with magic, the stones could be absorbing it.”

“Yeah, maybe they store the magic—like batteries—and let us use it,” Adriane ventured.

“Could anyone use these, or…just us?” Emily wondered.

Adriane looked at Ozzie, eyes narrowed. “What else do you know that you haven’t told us?”

“Those burns.” Ozzie said looking over at the animals. “It’s the Black Fire.

I had no idea it was this bad. And they’re the ones that made it here. Who knows what’s happened to the others left behind.”

“No wonder they’re all scared,” Emily said.

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