variable…with her blood…and you put her inside of it?”
“Besides being what Nicci told us had to be done,” Ann said, “we have a lot of research and reason to have confidence that this is the proper method of initiating an interior perspective.”
“I’m sure you’re right—under normal circumstances. Since you all know the proper method for doing such things, then that can only mean that the corruption is far different than any ordinary problem that could be anticipated to arise in the verification process.” Richard raked his fingers back through his hair. “It would have to be something…I don’t know. Something unimaginable.”
Zedd shrugged. “You really believe that having Nicci in there when shewas the source of the blood to power the web could mean something troublesome, Richard?”
Richard pinched his lower lip as he paced. “Maybe not if the originating spell-form you were verifying were pure. But this one isn’t. It’s contaminated by another biological variable. I think that providing the source of the control variable—Nicci—might allow the contamination all the latitude it needs.”
“Meaning?” Nathan asked.
Richard gestured as he paced. “Meaning that it’s like throwing oil on a fire.”
“I think the storm is letting our imaginations get carried away,” Ann said.
“What biological variable could possibly contaminate a verification web?” Nathan asked.
Richard turned back and stared at the lines, following them around to that terrible arc that ended when it should be supported. He glanced across the empty space to the waiting intersection.
“I don’t know,” he finally admitted.
Zedd stepped closer. “Richard, your ideas are original, and they are certainly thought-provoking, I’ll grant you that. And it could be that they may provide us useful insights to help us understand more than we otherwise might have. But not everything you say is correct. Some of it is simply wrong.”
Richard glanced back over his shoulder. “Really? Like what?”
Zedd shrugged. “Well, for one thing, biological forms can be emblematic as well. Is not an oak leaf biological? Don’t you recognize that emblematic form? Isn’t a snake something that can be expressed with an emblem? Isn’t a whole entity, say a tree or a man, able to be represented emblematically?”
Richard blinked. “You’re right. I never thought of it that way, but you’re right.”
He turned back to the spell-form, viewing the area of biological contamination with new eyes. He scanned the confusing mass, trying to make sense of it, trying to discern a pattern. Try as he might, though, it seemed useless. There was no pattern.
But why not? If its delineation was biological in origin, as he knew it was, then, according to Zedd, there should be some kind of source pattern expressed within that depiction. But there was none. It was nothingmore than a confusing mass all tangled up in a nest of meaningless lines.
And then he realized that he thought he recognized a small portion within that mass. It looked…somehow liquid. But that made no sense, because he saw another part that looked almost the opposite. That other fragment looked more like an emblematic representation of fire.
Unless there was more than one element to it. A tree could have an oak leaf emblem, an acorn, or the form that represented the whole tree. And what was to say that it couldn’t be three different things all contaminating the spell-form together.
Three things.
He saw them, then—each of those three elements.
Water. Fire. Air.
They were all there, all tangled together.
“Dear spirits,” Richard whispered, his eyes going wide.
He straightened. Goose bumps tingled up his arms. “Get her out of there.”
“Richard,” Nathan said, “she’s perfectly—”
“Get her out of there! Get her out now!”
“Richard—” Ann started.
“I told you—the spell-form has a flaw!”
“Well that’s what we’re trying to find
“Besides being what Nicci told us had to be done,” Ann said, “we have a lot of research and reason to have confidence that this is the proper method of initiating an interior perspective.”
“I’m sure you’re right—under normal circumstances. Since you all know the proper method for doing such things, then that can only mean that the corruption is far different than any ordinary problem that could be anticipated to arise in the verification process.” Richard raked his fingers back through his hair. “It would have to be something…I don’t know. Something unimaginable.”
Zedd shrugged. “You really believe that having Nicci in there when shewas the source of the blood to power the web could mean something troublesome, Richard?”
Richard pinched his lower lip as he paced. “Maybe not if the originating spell-form you were verifying were pure. But this one isn’t. It’s contaminated by another biological variable. I think that providing the source of the control variable—Nicci—might allow the contamination all the latitude it needs.”
“Meaning?” Nathan asked.
Richard gestured as he paced. “Meaning that it’s like throwing oil on a fire.”
“I think the storm is letting our imaginations get carried away,” Ann said.
“What biological variable could possibly contaminate a verification web?” Nathan asked.
Richard turned back and stared at the lines, following them around to that terrible arc that ended when it should be supported. He glanced across the empty space to the waiting intersection.
“I don’t know,” he finally admitted.
Zedd stepped closer. “Richard, your ideas are original, and they are certainly thought-provoking, I’ll grant you that. And it could be that they may provide us useful insights to help us understand more than we otherwise might have. But not everything you say is correct. Some of it is simply wrong.”
Richard glanced back over his shoulder. “Really? Like what?”
Zedd shrugged. “Well, for one thing, biological forms can be emblematic as well. Is not an oak leaf biological? Don’t you recognize that emblematic form? Isn’t a snake something that can be expressed with an emblem? Isn’t a whole entity, say a tree or a man, able to be represented emblematically?”
Richard blinked. “You’re right. I never thought of it that way, but you’re right.”
He turned back to the spell-form, viewing the area of biological contamination with new eyes. He scanned the confusing mass, trying to make sense of it, trying to discern a pattern. Try as he might, though, it seemed useless. There was no pattern.
But why not? If its delineation was biological in origin, as he knew it was, then, according to Zedd, there should be some kind of source pattern expressed within that depiction. But there was none. It was nothingmore than a confusing mass all tangled up in a nest of meaningless lines.
And then he realized that he thought he recognized a small portion within that mass. It looked…somehow liquid. But that made no sense, because he saw another part that looked almost the opposite. That other fragment looked more like an emblematic representation of fire.
Unless there was more than one element to it. A tree could have an oak leaf emblem, an acorn, or the form that represented the whole tree. And what was to say that it couldn’t be three different things all contaminating the spell-form together.
Three things.
He saw them, then—each of those three elements.
Water. Fire. Air.
They were all there, all tangled together.
“Dear spirits,” Richard whispered, his eyes going wide.
He straightened. Goose bumps tingled up his arms. “Get her out of there.”
“Richard,” Nathan said, “she’s perfectly—”
“Get her out of there! Get her out now!”
“Richard—” Ann started.
“I told you—the spell-form has a flaw!”
“Well that’s what we’re trying to find
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