Protector of the Light (Champion of the Sidhe urban fantasy series)

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Authors: S. A. Archer, S. Ravynheart
taken to attempt to mend the rift, what assessments they had done and their conclusions, his personal concerns about the fragility of this section of the overall enchantment, and the possibility of a cascading effect that might bring the whole of the enchantment crashing down.
    "The cross linkages should hold, even if this enchantment is compromised." Lugh recalled the arduous designing of the magicraft. Hardly a Sidhe hadn't had some hand in the fabrication. From childhood, Lugh had been groomed for his role as Champion, and instruction in magicraft had been as emphasized as warcraft. Danu, Nuada, and even Cerridwen had mentored him in his centuries of apprenticeship and journeyman training. His nimble fingers could weave even the most intricate knotwork enchantments, bending the raw magic that emanated from his very being, as it did for all fey, to fashion a magic that took the shape and function of his will.
    Glamour was the most instinctual form of magicraft. The pliant magic acquired the camouflaging appearance that shielded the fey from unfriendly eyes. This most basic enchantment could be woven with mere elementary training into curtains that might hang over doors, whole buildings, or in the case of the Grove, over an entire forest, to encase them in the protection of illusion.
    For the enchantment of the Great Veil only the most secure and complex weaving had been crafted. The Veil allowed fey magic to pass through as long as it was intact. When a wizard ripped the magic from a fey it snapped the normal threading of the magic they produced. The more they 'refined' the bits of a fey corpse, grinding the bones or boiling the meat, the more fractures they caused in the magic. Those ragged edges wouldn't pass through the Great Veil. The stronger the wizard, and the more enchantments they cast upon themselves, their clothing, and weapons, the more powerfully the Veil would snag them. Even if the wizards were to discover this secret to the Veil's functioning, they could scarcely abstain from using fey magic long enough to fully shed all traces of the shards of magic. While the Veil would repel most attempts by a wizard to transverse its protection, if a wizard managed through some external effort, such as transported by ship, to force his way through the Veil, the magic would snag on all those broken bits of fey magic and shred the wizard as if his body had been forced through a sieve. To date, a very effective deterrent.
    The fey, and even druids and other captivated humans who carried the magic of the Sidhe Touch within their bodies, passed with no discomfort through the Veil, as the threads and natural flow of the magic within them were fully intact. Non-magical beings, and those of a magic foreign to that of the fey, such as that of the Dragons, also passed without complication through the barrier of the Veil.
    If Lugh had not already suffered so drastically from the Fade, he would have summoned from within himself the raw magic which moved through him. Rather than allowing it to take the shape of his aspect of magic, he'd maintain the magic in its raw form. As it was his own magic, he could then catch and weave the threads he created, much like a spider weaves her silks into what pattern she desires. He had not the faculties to summon, nor weave the magic of another. Only the perceivers, inelegantly known as bloodhounds among the Unseelie, had the ability to catch and manipulate the threads another fey produced. A frightening notion to most fey, that anyone should possess such a dangerous power. It was why Manannan had been feared and denied the Seelie crown for so many centuries, though all knew of his ambitions to one day rule the Seelie Court.
    So without the faculties to weave his own magicraft, and unable to weave the threads of the wood elves in his stead, Lugh had only one option to accomplish his task. "How many spellweavers have we?" he asked, stripping off his shirt and laying it aside.
    "Four, including

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