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meridian_roseTitle: The Magical Book
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Pairing/Characters: Young!Giller, Prelate, OCs
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 735
Prompt: For the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
legendland picture prompt challenge, a book of magic
Summary: A pre-series story about a book of Powerful Magic
Warnings: None
No-one knew where it came from. It merely appeared in the library one day, appearing to be just a simple book left on the table by a careless reader. One of the library assistants tried to shelve it, but he had no idea where it should go. He couldn't read the language it was written in – besides which it was mostly strange symbols and intricate diagrams. He took it to the head librarian who shook her head and said "Magic. I'll file it with the other Occult books."
But the book refused to be shelved. It kept appearing back on the table where it had first appeared. The head librarian put it in a locked cupboard in the finish, and when that didn't work, she said, "I think we should make it a gift to the Sisters of the Light."
The Sisters of the Light could not refuse a gift. They however were not pleased. They liked their magical prophecies on the wall and their prayer and hymn books were all the literature they needed. The magical book was just as troublesome for them, appearing in a Sister's hands instead of her hymn book, or lying in the centre of a room, pages open to some indecipherable spell. In the dark, the letters seemed to glow. It was disturbing.
The Prelate, furious when she found it sitting on her chair one evening, tossed the book into the fire. The flames turned an eerie green and the pages crackled in the heat. Next morning, however, the book was found amongst the ashes, undamaged.
The Prelate decided the book had to go. So she sent it to the Wizard's Tower.
The wizards were no happier with the book. It was clearly full of Powerful Magic. They used all their usual tricks to get the book to behave, but as before it kept appearing in unusual and increasingly inconvenient places. It was once found in one of the Second Wizard's bathwater, but upon being removed, both the leather cover and yellowed pages were utterly dry.
"What does it want?" one of the wizards demanded, frustrated. (The evening before he'd found it in his bed and was still quite unsettled by the experience)
"It's a book," another wizard scoffed. "It doesn't want anything."
But an older wizard stroked his beard thoughtfully and said, "I think you might be right, Aloysius. We need to find what it wants."
"Maybe we should just ask it," sneered the second wizard.
In fact the older wizard did ask the book, but it remained silent.
About a week later a new student came to the Tower, a shy and unassuming young man named Giller. When the book made its way into his bed, the others laughed at him and one of the Senior Wizards took it away and placed it back in the circle of salt (they were running out of ideas by now and sometimes the simplest ideas were the best. The book believed otherwise.)
But the book appeared on Giller's desk in one of his classes. It fell off a shelf right in front of him when he went to the library. It was as if it were following him around. One day he was sitting outside under a tree, trying to memorise a difficult spell, and discovered the book suddenly leaning against the tree trunk.
The other wizards had warned him about the book's Powerful Magic, and said he wouldn't be able to handle it. Every time the book appeared nearby, one of them whisked it away from him.
Today, alone, Giller lifted the book into his lap. Carefully he opened the book. The pages stirred in the breeze. A bright light shone out from the pages. Green tendrils of magic surrounded him. Giller wasn't afraid though. He thought the sparkles of magical energy dancing in his eyes were beautiful, and felt warm and safe.
The book poured all of the knowledge it held into Giller's head.
After that it was a ordinary book that never wandered again, though only Giller could read most of the spells in it. Maybe it was that experience that led to him becoming a First Wizard in Darken Rahl's employ.
Giller only knew that he'd been chosen for great things, and was ever grateful for the mysterious magical book.
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Pairing/Characters: Young!Giller, Prelate, OCs
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 735
Prompt: For the
legendland picture prompt challenge, a book of magicSummary: A pre-series story about a book of Powerful Magic
Warnings: None
No-one knew where it came from. It merely appeared in the library one day, appearing to be just a simple book left on the table by a careless reader. One of the library assistants tried to shelve it, but he had no idea where it should go. He couldn't read the language it was written in – besides which it was mostly strange symbols and intricate diagrams. He took it to the head librarian who shook her head and said "Magic. I'll file it with the other Occult books."
But the book refused to be shelved. It kept appearing back on the table where it had first appeared. The head librarian put it in a locked cupboard in the finish, and when that didn't work, she said, "I think we should make it a gift to the Sisters of the Light."
The Sisters of the Light could not refuse a gift. They however were not pleased. They liked their magical prophecies on the wall and their prayer and hymn books were all the literature they needed. The magical book was just as troublesome for them, appearing in a Sister's hands instead of her hymn book, or lying in the centre of a room, pages open to some indecipherable spell. In the dark, the letters seemed to glow. It was disturbing.
The Prelate, furious when she found it sitting on her chair one evening, tossed the book into the fire. The flames turned an eerie green and the pages crackled in the heat. Next morning, however, the book was found amongst the ashes, undamaged.
The Prelate decided the book had to go. So she sent it to the Wizard's Tower.
The wizards were no happier with the book. It was clearly full of Powerful Magic. They used all their usual tricks to get the book to behave, but as before it kept appearing in unusual and increasingly inconvenient places. It was once found in one of the Second Wizard's bathwater, but upon being removed, both the leather cover and yellowed pages were utterly dry.
"What does it want?" one of the wizards demanded, frustrated. (The evening before he'd found it in his bed and was still quite unsettled by the experience)
"It's a book," another wizard scoffed. "It doesn't want anything."
But an older wizard stroked his beard thoughtfully and said, "I think you might be right, Aloysius. We need to find what it wants."
"Maybe we should just ask it," sneered the second wizard.
In fact the older wizard did ask the book, but it remained silent.
About a week later a new student came to the Tower, a shy and unassuming young man named Giller. When the book made its way into his bed, the others laughed at him and one of the Senior Wizards took it away and placed it back in the circle of salt (they were running out of ideas by now and sometimes the simplest ideas were the best. The book believed otherwise.)
But the book appeared on Giller's desk in one of his classes. It fell off a shelf right in front of him when he went to the library. It was as if it were following him around. One day he was sitting outside under a tree, trying to memorise a difficult spell, and discovered the book suddenly leaning against the tree trunk.
The other wizards had warned him about the book's Powerful Magic, and said he wouldn't be able to handle it. Every time the book appeared nearby, one of them whisked it away from him.
Today, alone, Giller lifted the book into his lap. Carefully he opened the book. The pages stirred in the breeze. A bright light shone out from the pages. Green tendrils of magic surrounded him. Giller wasn't afraid though. He thought the sparkles of magical energy dancing in his eyes were beautiful, and felt warm and safe.
The book poured all of the knowledge it held into Giller's head.
After that it was a ordinary book that never wandered again, though only Giller could read most of the spells in it. Maybe it was that experience that led to him becoming a First Wizard in Darken Rahl's employ.
Giller only knew that he'd been chosen for great things, and was ever grateful for the mysterious magical book.
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Date: 2012-09-14 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-14 09:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-14 11:28 pm (UTC)I absolutely love this. The magical book, it annoys everyone, and is clearly sentient...and then it chooses Giller (and also glowed green) so does that mean it's Evil, or was Giller just the most sympathetic at the Wizards' Tower? I love all the weird places the book turned up, too ;)
He couldn't read the language it was written it Should it be 'He couldn't read the language it was written in'?
Zedd icon with ~Powerful Magic~ ;D
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Date: 2012-09-15 06:34 am (UTC)The picture had sort of green energy flowing from the book, and green does seem magical in LotS - but you're right that it's mostly the Underworld we see as green. So it may well have been an evil book. I was inspired a little by "Colour of Magic" where Rincewind gets the one spell stuck in his head from the powerful spell book but thought it made sense in this fic for it to be reason Giller is so powerful :D
Thanks for the catch! Fixed :D
Appropriate icon :D
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Date: 2012-10-09 09:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-10 08:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-11-22 10:38 am (UTC)Can a book be a character? Anyway, it's an awesome character and I'm in love with it already! :D
"I think we should make it a gift to the Sisters of the Light."
LOLOLOL :D "I don't need this stuff so I should give it to someone as a present." Love it! :D
They however were not pleased. They liked their magical prophecies on the wall and their prayer and hymn books were all the literature they needed.
LOLOLOL :D
It was disturbing.
BB, I can't, you're killing me! LOOOOL :D
The Prelate decided the book had to go. So she sent it to the Wizard's Tower.
As a gift. :D
It was clearly full of Powerful Magic.
Powerful Magic! Yes! :D
They used all their usual tricks to get the book to behave, but as before it kept appearing in unusual and increasingly inconvenient places.
LOLOLOLOLOLOL :D I can't!!! :D
"It's a book," another wizard scoffed. "It doesn't want anything."
No, dude, you don't get to insult my favorite character in that way! Wizard. Pfff. A wizard would have known better!
*ranting*
I'm just really into this story. *FLAILS*
In fact the older wizard did ask the book, but it remained silent.
ALFJGKHSGKLJASHLDGKJASHLGKJADSHLG!!! I can't even!!
(they were running out of ideas by now and sometimes the simplest ideas were the best.
A bit of nitpicking. Two "ideas" in a row. O_O
But, damn, I love it that they're trying everything they can! :D
The book believed otherwise.
*FLAILS HARD*
and discovered the book suddenly leaning against the tree trunk.
I expected the book to hit him on the head, having fallen off the tree. Like Newton and his apple. :D
Every time the book appeared nearby, one of them whisked it away from him.
I ship Book/Giller and they're trying to separate my precious babies!! How dare they!!
Giller lifted the book into his lap. Carefully he opened the book.
Could you rephrase it so there was only one "book" there? "Giller lifted the book into his lap and opened it carefully" or something?
Sorry, I'm being hair-splitting. O_O
The pages stirred in the breeze. A bright light shone out from the pages.
Same case with the "pages". Could you reword it somehow? O_O
Green tendrils of magic surrounded him. Giller wasn't...
I'd say "...surrounded Giller. He wasn't..." But it's my opinion and it's a matter of taste.
The book poured all of the knowledge it held into Giller's head.
All at once? Intense!
After that it was a ordinary book that never wandered again
I feel a little sad for the Book but it's the natural order of things so... *sighs*
I still love it! :D
Maybe it was that experience that led to him becoming a First Wizard in Darken Rahl's employ.
Since we know very well Giller has ended with Darken I'd say something like "Giller didn't know where his path would lead him." Or something...
I think it would make the awesome closing line even more awesome! :D
[He] only knew that he'd been chosen for great things, and was ever grateful for the mysterious magical book.
*FLAILS MADLY*
BB, this story is a masterpiece!! :D I can't believe I've missed it! Thank you for giving me the link!!! :D
And thank you so much for writing this awesomeness!! :D
*FLAAAAAAAILS*
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Date: 2012-11-22 08:38 pm (UTC)