I don't need magic powers to see that.
Jule's magic was stronger this day.
She hadn't been able to get through to anyone else and wondered if there was some magic trick he'd done to reach her.
Her healing magic zapped him hard enough almost to right his head.
It was not just his magic, but his soul that flowed into her.
The magic crept up through her shoes and into her legs, warming her body as it went.
With magic or without, he'd won every brawl he'd ever been in, and he definitely wasn't afraid to fight a girl.
The magic took hold of her, and she danced away from his strikes as if they were in slow motion.
But sometimes it was like lightning in a bottle, and magic happened.
On everything--far and near--lay the magic crystal glitter seen only at that time of autumn.
"I believe we will soon follow her," announced the Wizard, in a tone of great relief; "for I know something about the magic of the fairyland that is called the Land of Oz.
I want you to sense my magic without touch.
Instead, the sense of a shared soul and magic returned.
Unaffected by Darian's magic, Bianca touched Jonny's lifeless body, recalling the Watcher's words.
Bianca's cool magic ran through his body, repairing all but his exhaustion.
You're like a vase and the magic is the water.
The echo is, to some extent, an original sound, and therein is the magic and charm of it.
They were still surrounded by the magic plain bathed in moonlight and spangled with stars.
It wasn't like the Magician's magic, which somehow fused with his, as if they were one person sharing one source of power.
If not for her unusual power, and his cold magic, she would've considered him crazy.
The same part of her that recoiled at draining dead men's magic also understood one truth: she was no match for her father, if he decided to bury her with them.
She willed the magic to hit its target.
Your magic gifts have blossomed, and they've attracted the attention of others with magic gifts.
The air between them shimmered with his body heat and her magic, and he didn't flinch away like normal people did.
Instead, she'd touched his soul, and it'd laughed and turned her magic away.
At least, he was finding it harder to resist her strange magic every time they met.
The magic faded, and she tried to pull away.
By using the Magic Belt.
The magic made her head spin, but she focused on the two most powerful sources: Damian and Jonny.
He snatched her throat, and she closed her eyes, pulling his magic into her and using it to fling him away.
"Where is that Magic Belt?" enquired the Wizard, who had listened with great interest.
She wanted more of Jule's magic caressing her from the inside, and his soft skin caressing her on the outside.
She ached for him, and the magic thrummed around her, echoing her loneliness.
That's it, exactly; by means of the Magic Belt.
She didn't know what he was, only that the ebb and flow of magic and energy between them felt … natural.
Her grip on his hand tightened, while she loosened her grip on the foreign magic in her body.
Jule's eyes glinted with the magic in his body, and the air around him shimmered in a different power than that of her father.
For the first time in her life, she felt her magic was a gift and not a curse.
The sky began to dim, and she played with the magic, adrenaline speeding the power's flow through her.
His touch turned electric, and his magic skimmed her blood.
Enchantress, say, to my forsaken lyre What magic power is this recalls me still?
It mingled with the magic of the monument, and she threw it upward, towards the sky.
Identifying his magic, she avoided it and began to draw from the others.
Good. Pull the magic into you.
Lightning streaked from her fingertips, and she felt the magic sucked from her.
Dusk had fallen while she tested the magic and her ability to control it.
The cold night didn't affect Jule this time; he used his magic to keep himself warm.
At his words, a rush of cold magic filled her.
Laughter rose within her, and the magic laughed with her.
She leaned into him, needing more of his magic and his touch.
Her cheeks were streaked with tears, her green eyes showing her torment and her magic like a halo around her.
There's something about the island magic that can make even a pancake house romantic if the view is nice.
She stepped away from the monument amplifying her magic and followed her father.
Ozma sprinkled me with a magic powder, and I just had to live.
Worse, she was losing her grip on the magic within her.
A blast of cold tore through him as she directed her magic into him.
She froze, the warmth of the magic leaving her as fear replaced it.
The magic is at its strongest between dusk and midnight.
Yully opened her eyes and released the magic she'd pulled in.
She panicked, and the magic released her.
It was as if small objects had been buried in the ground, and their weak magic was muffled.
As she stepped away from the magic of the Henge, sorrow for those women who came before her pulled her from the powerful high.
Yully grew more anxious the nearer they got; her father was right about the magic feeling stronger.
Darian shouted, staggering beneath the weight of his magic.
You know how to defend yourself, and you can turn even a man into a rock with your magic.
I feel your magic.
Accustomed to being shunned by people, she'd almost felt normal around the stranger who seemed unaffected by her magic.
A strange energy ran between them, as if she could absorb the faint stream of his magic.
The vamp whose neck he held had a look of horror on its face, and the air around them buzzed with magic.
Muddling through the sensations, she sensed her father's magic.
He wasn't like anyone else; she didn't have to try to feel his magic.
Her father was planning something that depended on her magic.
This was only a few days ago, when we all lost our magic.
The Other didn't notice him, perhaps because of the strange issues affecting magic.
She took it and closed her eyes, determined to find a way to use her gift to counter her father's magic.
Sofi dropped her hand, and the vamp remained still, as if letting her magic settle.
Puzzled, she concentrated on two more sources of magic.
Amplified by magic, Yully's fighting skill was inhuman.
Panting, he rolled onto his back, unable to regain his balance while his body twitched from magic.
He recalled agony, and the darkness of his thoughts amplified the pain of the new magic in his blood.
The vamp's blow and magic threw her to the ground.
I need your magic.
He couldn't yet understand the magic in his veins, unleashed by the vamp without any explanation of its depths.
Most stations had one of the Guardians—or Naturals—capable of Traveling great distances the way he did, by using magic to slip through space and time and end up elsewhere.
He waited until he was out of sight of the hotel's cameras before Traveling to Virginia with his magic.
You have any other magic tricks for us?
"Magic tricks," Han muttered.
Something jarred her, a flash of magic, one that made her more nauseous than what she saw happen next.
Deidre opened her eyes, distracted by the flow of cool magic from Darkyn into her.
But it was the thrum of magic lingering within her that disturbed her most.
It was probably just Darkyn's magic, which he used to kill the demons.
The deal of my mate is sealed with my magic.
One thought emerged, fed by urgency that was quickly swallowed by cool magic.
Hell had a magic library.
Did it have a magic bakery, too?
His magic shot through her.
"You will be able to use some of my magic," he said, following her gaze.
He wouldn't say much else, other than she cannot be fixed with the magic of Hell, Wynn explained.
If the magic of Hell can't cure her, can yours?
I've tried traditional medicine" he motioned to the machines lining the perimeter of the room "and my magic."
The source of my magic is from the forbidden, the depraved.
Yet she drew off his magic now.
His cool magic calmed her thoughts.
Breakfast was on the magic obsidian tray next to the bed.
Deidre braced herself, hoping not to feel the warm energy of his magic.
No warm magic drifted through her.
My magic was stunted this time around.
His magic is limited on the mortal world as well.
His magic comes from the souls of the dead, which are kept in the underworld.
Any deal I make will be sealed by Death's magic.
Deidre took it, and they shook, the deal sealed with the magic of Gabriel.
"She used my magic to seal your deal, just as you used Gabriel's to seal yours," he said with a slow smile.
Her skin was prickling the way it did when another deity used magic around her, the fair hair on her arms standing on end.
She rolled her eyes, recalling she had no magic.
Darkyn dragged him down to help, since it was his magic in my head, she replied.
Muscular and dark-skinned, Tamer was hunched over the table in the center of the room, putting the final magic touches on a new compass.
Magic vibrated in the library then faded.
If Gabriel wasn't immune to the mind manipulation magic, he suspected Andre would be using it on him right now.
His scent and heat, the warmth of his magic, the heady sensations of being so close to him … She concentrated on placing her feet and not on his body.
His predecessor lulled people into trusting him with charisma and magic.
With no magic, she had to be more careful when dealing with him.
Unless you're using magic on her, there's no way any woman – Immortal, deity or human – would ever choose to stay with you.
They shook, and their deal was sealed with the magic of Gabriel.
We leave the gateway between the two open, so she can access Hell's magic.
Deidre felt the release of whatever strange magic he had.
Gabe used his magic to communicate with the small life.
"The magic binding it is Death's," he said.
"C'mere, Harmony," Gabe said, using his magic to project the quiet order across the lake.
The original was put together with magic, and I managed to do the same with the new one.
Her shaking stopped at his touch, the warmth of their connection and his magic soothing her.
We are …bound by magic older than time.
Darkyn took it, instantly recognizing the magic as Death's.
Gabriel's matter-of-fact talk of magic and laws older than time hadn't clarified much, except that he believed she belonged to him.
Gabriel's strange magic tingled in her body, warming her.
A stir of warm magic, and she opened her eyes, almost screaming again at the cave yawning open in front of her.
The magic didn't come this time.
The answer was mix of advanced medicine and magic.
I connected the tumor – which was completely operable – with magic to her emotions.
It's irreparable, even with magic?
You're able to draw off Gabe's magic, like I can Rhyn's.
My magic is of a different kind.
Magic flared through her as their lips met.
He nodded immediately, recognizing his own magic.
The records I alone can read with my magic are in this hallway, which is a pain in the ass when it comes to searching for things.
The magic I used to kill her, I also used to seal the tumor.
He willed the magic out of his body and channeled it into the blood-covered soul, visualizing what it was he tried to do.
He'd always known the source of Death's magic was the souls, but he'd never seen his predecessor wield the light of the souls.
Partially due to my magic.
With a penchant for medicine and science and my magic, I can cure what others could not.
The Ancient Andre's mind magic.
Her insides were shaking, no longer settled by his gentle magic.
"My magic is that of the forbidden," he said.
Every deity has a different nature and source for their magic.
We must remove it in my domain in order for my magic to work properly.
Come. Wynn's magic is killing you faster than anticipated.
His subtle magic brushed by her, through her.
He popped the top off and dumped the sandy magic into the air.
He tested his ability to control the familiar magic.
Hell buffered his natural inability to rein in the magic and absorbed much of his energies.
They normally were, and if they weren't, their screaming was muted by the magic of their cells.
Though she tried hard not to fear death, she wondered what kind of creature was capable of breaking through bars made of materials she'd never before seen and held in place with some sort of magic.
Sasha's servants wouldn't get within a foot of Rhyn; instead, they shaped the magic of Sasha's realm around him and gave him only one direction to go, that which Sasha wanted.
He'd long since stopped trying to escape, knowing the magic of Hell and the Dark One was too old for him to break.
He snatched two more oranges before the magic constrained his movement.
He had the magic, the strength.
They hated him because he couldn't focus his magic.
Lankha's cool magic worked quickly.
I hear you're immune to magic.
You're weak and foolish and Gods, if I could find a magic pill that'd knock some sense into you --
I.ve sealed off the crypt with magic to keep Immortals from entering through the shadow world, and installed locks for those who wander where they shouldn.t be, Kris said.
She returned to her chamber, where Lankha still worked his magic on an unconscious Toby under Ully.s watchful gaze.
Lankha worked his magic with his micro suede-covered hands and gentle touch.
Part demon, part Immortal, part human who.s immune to magic?
Connor finished his second drink and Jackson could see by the softening around his eyes that the alcohol had started to work its magic.
Antonio could work his magic and tailor them perfectly.
You have magic in these hands.
You have no idea what kind of magic it holds.
But shouldn't there be magic in his kiss?
Rhyn approached the boundaries of his newest prison – the one meant to keep everyone else on the Caribbean Sanctuary safe from the magic he couldn't control.
Magic jolted through him like electricity, flinging him onto his back.
Out of respect for Katie, he bit back the bitter words at the tip of his tongue. He stalked past her, waiting for the moment he could release the pent up fury and magic.
Fashioned by Death herself, the dagger was immune even to magic as strong as Rhyn's.
Too fast, he felt the buffers' effect on his powers lessen, and magic exploded through him.
Agony tore through him as will combated magic, and he seized on the ground, helpless.
I sense something, but magic is blocking it.
He was like a statue, only she felt the warmth of his body and the tingle of magic in the air.
He handed the demon a small pouch that contained the concentrated magic of Hell. One pouch wasn't enough to break through Death's weakened barriers, but three would.
Rhyn uncurled from his position on the cold, wet ground. He hadn't meant to fall asleep and didn't expect ever to wake up, not with the magic tearing him apart. He looked around, disoriented. The magic in his blood had stabilized as it did when Hannah and the angel were around, yet he didn't see them.
Had a dead woman touched him and somehow calmed his magic?
Rhyn focused the little bit of magic he had remaining on the wood. Fire sprang up. With it, Rhyn felt a stitch of the seam binding his power snap.
More magic leaked into his body, warming him.
He pulled up the hood and strode into the forest, towards the castle. Beneath the hood, he took in the numbers of demons present. There weren't as many as he expected but far more than he could fight without his magic.
Rhyn was alone on the island sanctuary in his dreams and awoke to the feeling that his magic had slipped even more from its binding. His body was hot from the inside out despite the cold rain falling in the forest. The fire had died overnight. He pushed the waterproof cloak off him.
Testing his magic, he realized he could call forth a portal. He needed an ally, but it wasn't Kris. He had no intention of bringing Kris to meet Darkyn, not when he didn't know what Darkyn wanted. His thoughts went to Gabriel, the best friend he hoped he hadn't lost completely. Gabe wouldn't try to negotiate with Darkyn if things went bad.
It was clear and cool outside of Gabe's small cottage in the middle of a possessed jungle. Rhyn felt the sense that someone else was there once more and looked around. Assuming the feeling has something to do with his magic, Rhyn shook it off once more. He opened the front door without knocking, already sensing it was empty. Gabe had left in a hurry. The wardrobe near his bed was open and his walls were missing many of the weapons Rhyn had seen last time.
Rhyn grunted and rolled onto his stomach. The stone floor beneath him was cool but not cool enough to soothe the hot fury of his magic. The effects of whatever Toby had injected into him were almost gone.
Rhyn glanced around, not noticing his head had cleared and his magic was contained until Darkyn pointed it out. Anger at Death – not power – made his blood boil. You are half-demon.
Struggling against the demands of his roaring blood, Rhyn closed his eyes, sought his magic and willed himself awake.
"I don't know. I don't sense any magic," the death-dealer said with a frown.
Katie started in the direction of the woman's voice. She stumbled over fallen, slick wood and brambles she couldn't see. Whatever magic that had cleared a path for her was gone. She struggled through the jungle before calling out, "Can you hear me? I can't see much. You'll have to say something, so I can find you."
"Damned magic …" Katie drifted off, looking at the roots anew. "Magic."
"I don't know. It's my curse and sometimes, my blessing. I'm immune to young magic," Katie explained. "I assume this tree isn't that old."
As Darkyn had said, the underworld tempered his Immortal magic, but Rhyn felt the demon power broiling behind the constraints, seeking a way out of him. He was sticking to his plan, though he no longer had time to find Death.
Instinctively, he reached for his power, only to find it bound by the magic of the underworld. He was as helpless as a stupid human.
Magic shot through him, burning like fire. Kris gasped. Another blast, and he fell to the ground. His body roiled with the demon magic, convulsing until the blow faded. He felt himself hauled up by his neck and thrust onto the ground again. His vision blurry, Kris could only see Hannah's beautiful blond hair. Sorrow replaced anger, and he reached out, touching the soft wheat curls.
Scrawled across the wall in magic marker was his two-word epitaph, Why not?
Why miss out on the magic of tonight?
This was what she had dubbed the magic room when she was a child.
And then, there was the magic room upstairs, where she had spent many hours playing as a child — and many hours dreaming as a teen.
I thought it had magic.
Don't you feel the magic?
We make the magic.
Still, the little girl inside wanted to believe the magic room had weaved its spell once again.
It was in the magic room — it had to be.
I told you the room was magic.
Now you come to me with this ... fairy tale fantasy about a magic room.
Where was the magic?
I don't want to hear any more of this nonsense about magic.
Magic is a child's interpretation of a miracle, or anything they can't understand.
We'll get through this — with faith and determination, not magic.
The magic was gone from their marriage.
No longer filled with magic, the room would be haunted by bittersweet memories.
His magic swept through the orchard.
When she tried to close her eyes, the magic controlling her body forced them open again.
Finally, the magic left her.
The mortal world was raw and new, but there was no magic in it.
Jenn felt worn from the inside as her internal magic tried to connect with that of the world.
Somehow, they lessened her pain again, as if the strange figure before her wrapped them in magic before placing them in her head.
The last of his thoughts about her in his bed slid away with the final push of her magic.
The magic forced into his body during a battle with an Other in Ireland had opened up much more than he liked.
Darian closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, not yet able to channel his newfound magic.
He shouldn't draw attention using magic this close to the Black God's hideout.
Nearly all of the Guardians were without their magic.
That she was a weak Oracle unable to access her magic meant nothing to him at the time.
We cannot track them in the mortal world until they use a substantial amount of magic.
You let the magic guide you.
"No, don't—" Charles' warning was swallowed as Darian relaxed enough for his magic to carry them to the Others.
Darian sensed at least one gathering its magic to shred him from the inside out.
He tried to remember what Sofi had told him about his magic.
The magic around the Other fizzled.
Purple magic seized him, bound him, and lifted him into the air.
The magic in the air crackled around them even from the distance.
She pushed herself away discreetly, not yet certain he knew what to do with all of the magic in his blood.
Her mind control magic slid around him, ineffective this night.
The wounds healed as she watched, his magic caressing her from the inside in a way that—she was embarrassed to admit—was arousing.
The tattooed immortal with cocoa skin sat forward, his magic vibrating in the air around him.
Half a moment before she stepped through the portal, she triggered a magic alert that reverberated through him.
The two spoke, and he felt Jenn's magic in the air as she exerted what control she could over Jonny.
Jenn trotted through the orchard towards the city, energized by the plentiful magic in the world around her.
Using magic in the mortal world was like trying to swim a channel with arms tied.
Here, magic emanated off of everything and filled her with its energy.
The ashes had long since stopped burning, and the air was still filled with magic.
She patted the statue, feeling the magic cling to her as she rose.
The loss of the magic from the immortal world made her feel slow and heavy as she took her first few steps.
You have more magic now.
His magic warmed her from the inside out, the gentle current spreading through her body the longer they remained in contact.
"You need to know what he found out," she told him, shoving the rest of her magic at him.
His magic filled the space around them, bending light and shadows in a way she found as mesmerizing as flames or the falling snow.
Whether he used his magic to put her to sleep, or her body needed it, she instantly fell into a deep, dreamless slumber.
The tension in the room was high, each creature bristling with magic.
Tell me it was magic by one of them.
He felt a tingle at the base of his skull, one that warned him she was using some sort of magic on him.
"Your magic won't work on me," he said.
With her large, warm brown eyes, plumped lips, and fingers stopped just north of his belt, Darian began to believe her about not needing her magic.
Convincing herself it was only his magic, she couldn't help sensing once more there was something else between them.
Jenn's magic and senses came alive like they did in the immortal world.
Darian has magic far stronger than either of ours.
Jenn didn't fight it, instead gathering her magic for a push.
She heard his voice break as her magic took hold of him.
She glanced up, unhappy at how little of an effect her magic had on him.
Bianca needed more magic to do it, and I can channel anything.
Darian felt the magic of the world bombard him, both welcoming home the man that had been its king and trying to figure out what he now was.
He thought he glimpsed a marble wall and hesitated, peppered by memories and magic.
The magic of the immortal world would continue to record their children and grandchildren on the obelisk.
He'd been content to play around with the Others and test his magic.
As if a shaken bottle of soda had been uncorked within her, her magic swelled and burst from her body.
"My magic no longer works on him, but I'd know if he was messing with my head," she replied coldly.
His agitated air was filled with magic.
She felt his magic swell around him, the fire in his gaze sizzling through her blood.
It sucked her magic out of her, storing it in the black cuff.
His magic filled the air around him, flinging the living room furniture against windows and walls in a fit of fury.
She refused to let him see she was hurting from his magic and weak without her own.
I'm well aware they have no magic to defend themselves.
He was hurting, that much she could sense even without her magic.
"Jonny stripped my magic," she said.
With his healing magic and the first cheeseburger in her belly, Jenn felt renewed energy.
I don't need magic to twist you up in knots.
That she'd had a god off balance for so long—and it took losing her magic for him to finally score—was an accomplishment.
But without her magic ability to cover her emotions, the air around her sizzled.
If I can use the magic of another.
It would take the magic of the Original Beings and Gods to do it.
Now, you'd need double that magic to close both.
He'd managed to control his magic for a while now, but he had to stay calm.
He rose, his magic rising around him like a fog.
Darian's magic threw him against the wall.
The Black God's magic swirled around him in fury and agitation.
As Grey God, he had access to magic Czerno didn't.
If she had her magic … "Jenn?"
Where Sofi's magic was cold, Bianca's was cool, and the air around her shimmered as if with sunlight.
Her body felt heavy and her senses dull without her magic.
Her healing magic whipped through Jenn.
I've got no magic, so chances are I'm gonna get myself killed a time or two.
She couldn't sense them as she did when her magic was free, but she could dance the way Darian and Xander taught her.
Everything that held magic was amplified in the immortal world.
She felt it even without her magic.
His body adjusted to the physical blows while his magic absorbed the purple lightning.
From what Jonny revealed, Darian needed to be on the immortal side of the world before he unleashed his magic.
The air trembled with magic.
Yully moved away from him, holding out her arms as she drained the surrounding area of magic.
Without her magic, her defenses were too limited to stop him.
His magic filled the air, shoving between Bianca and Xander and pushing her away.
"I'll start collecting its magic," Yully said.
Jenn was holding her own, even without her magic.
But as a mortal, she'd tire faster than Claire, whose magic would continue to feed off the surroundings to keep her energized.
The cuff fell away, and magic flooded her.
Her hands shook as much from emotion as the returned magic in her blood.
The beautiful Magician sparked with magic that rippled through her body and shot out through her knives as she deflected and attacked the guardsmen.
It radiated power, the seat of the White God's magic.
Yully was pale, her hair sizzling with magic.
The blast was short but sucked her magic and left her feeling as if her insides were on fire.
Drawing her knives, Jenn drew a deep breath and gathered what magic she could from the world around her.
Yully shoved the magic into her from the other side, and Jenn pointed her knife at the Other.
Light and shadow bent and swirled around him, his magic magnified by the immortal world.
Hope and anger raced through her, her body tingling with more than his magic.
The air grew more charged, humming with magic from god and obelisk.
Yully's hands were on Darian's back, and magic flowed from the world around them, through her, combining with his power before he shoved it into the obelisk.
Jenn covered her ears against the high-pitched wail of magic.
Sprawled on the ground, Jenn stared at the pillar of roaring magic that replaced the obelisk, as if a cork had been loosened from the core of the immortal world.
Instead, Darian released Yully and ran straight into the magic.
Magic fluctuated around her, sometimes pounding her and sometimes absent.
Jenn turned to face the magic.
She balanced herself as much as she could with the rumbling ground and then ran straight into the magic.
Magic shot off him in bursts of black and white lightning.
She looked towards their destination then back at the pillar of magic, which had grown thicker and had begun eating away at the earth around it.
The Watcher's magic drifted out of her body.
Her body pulsed with the surge and retreat of magic.
The magic swept through her outward.
Her magic was but a trickle, and her head pounded with fatigue.
We used magic on their minds and the freezer for their bodies.
We moved our magic source into this world in anticipation of your actions.
Already, he felt her magic in the air as she channeled it into her mate.
He couldn't remember what happened, only that one of his episodes had come on when he was in the pillar of magic.
Of all the magic he contained, none of it would bring her back.
His warmth and magic filled her, flowing between them in an indication that they were one.
She slowed her horse, fumbling for the magic waters at her hip.
He wants the water from the Springs, which he claims is magic.
If I'd known how to use this magic last
And yet, the creature is generous and lets me take as much of his magic as I need, enough to build our walls in a season's time and make them stronger than the walls of my enemies.
Its words are poison but its magic protects my city.
He didn't know what magic she possessed, but it was unlike anything he'd ever seen.
I see its magic with my own eyes.
Through the mistresses Memon kept and shared with his men, Taran had learned of nothing but a desire for gold and magic waters.
I lost Oceanan's bladder of magic Spring waters when we were attacked.
Even our spy does not know the source of magic that makes the Springs flow pure with life.
The difference between me and them is that I'm willing to take Tiyan without its magic.
You cannot command my…magic, Tiyan's magic.
You can command Tiyan, just not the magic.
The warlord's magic keeps them stronger than our enemies expected.
He'll kill her, and you'll have no armies and no magic.
In the body of the good, the demon's magic was used for good.
The more the warlords used the magic for themselves, the worse their fates and the faster their madness came.
What of the magic?
No, the magic in the Springs.
The walls are made of the demon's magic, and Rissa's armies are too far south to hold the city.
It refilled itself as if by magic.
His gaze traveled the length of the glowing forest to the walls and settled in the direction of the magic Springs.
Despite feeling better rested than she could remember, she was unable to shake the sense of unease from the catacombs, as if Jame's magic lingered.
A black flash of magic flew from him to Sirian, and the silver-haired man smashed into the back wall.
Taran's skin crawled with the charge of magic in the confined chamber, and he watched Memon bend over Rissa.
Sorry isn't a magic wand, Alex.
His features were open with her; he had never entered her mind unbidden or used his skills or magic against her.
Eden funneled her magic into the gem.
They shared much more than ambition and similar mind magic.
The gem can be destroyed to release its magic, but by doing so, you lose all that remains of your mother and me.
Whoever has it will have the power to control you – and your magic.
That necklace will absorb new magic and prevent him from accessing the depths of his current store.
Not unless someone can withstand the release of his mind magic.
Under his spell, the blonde wasn't going to be phased by the display of magic, while Ingrid already knew he was the real thing.
They didn't live on the nice side of town, but she suspected Jonny didn't have to worry about security, when he could just use his weird magic to get him places.
Something like the Others, whose magic might give them insight into things Xander couldn't see.
He hadn't felt this alive since long before the Schism, when a certain Original Human bound his magic.
Xander realized it wasn't his magic that pulled her emotions from her when he drank.
It was her strange magic that carried her feelings through her blood.
He and Jessi alone would be able to tolerate the crystal's magic without being killed.
With magic vampire powers or something.
We can move between places with I guess you can call magic.
Jessi sat frozen, unable to fathom that the simple red gem was capable of such magic.
After all, complete strangers showed up at their apartment and used magic to take them to some place halfway across the country.
Did you use your mind magic to set up the photo shoot with you and me?
He was swept away by the magic of Charles, who guided them to where the Others were.
My brother is the only one on the planet who isn't instantly fried by their magic, which means you've got a bigger decision to make.
Damian and Eden were closer, his deceptive display of relaxed power causing the air to hum with even more magic.
Hugging herself, she sensed the magic in the air and moved back a few steps, not wanting to be caught up in the purple crossfire.
The Original Other looked up, the magic lessening.
I've been collecting vamp magic for tens of thousands of years.
There was no telling what was going on around her, and she hoped once again that her stealth magic hid her from the Others.
He had forgotten what it felt like to just let go and let the magic absorb him.
The magic trickled, and he glanced towards the female form in an outcropping of boulders nearby.
He drifted to the ground, supported by Yully's unique magic.
He focused his mind magic on the Other, whose ancient mind was older than Xander's.
Xander channeled his magic into the Other's brain.
Xander ransacked its mind, yanking out information about Jessi while channeling the magic to force the Other to relive the pain he'd caused throughout his lifetime.
Eden's magic wasn't visible.
He obtains a magic glass cage, yoked with eight griffins, flies through the clouds, and, thanks to enchanters who know the language of birds, gets information as to their manners and customs, and ultimately receives their submission.
He spent much of his time in practising magic, and it was believed that he had so saturated his body with poisons that none could injure him.
Like Kepler and all his contemporaries he believed in astrology, and he certainly also had some faith in the power of magic, for there is extant a deed written in his own handwriting containing a contract between himself and Robert Logan of Restalrig, a turbulent baron of desperate character, by which Napier undertakes "to serche and sik out, and be al craft and ingyne that he dow, to tempt, trye, and find out" some buried treasure supposed to be hidden in Logan's fortress at Fastcastle, in consideration of receiving one-third part of the treasure found by his aid.
In 1831 Wheatstone by his " magic lyre" experiment showed that, when the sounding-boards of two musical instruments are connected together by a rod of pine wood, a tune played on one will be faithfully reproduced by the other.
There is much faith in dreams, and in the utterances of certain "wise men," who practise an embryonic magic and witchcraft.
8-10) ascribed the victory to the magic arts of an Egyptian named Arnuphis who prevailed on Mercury and other gods to 2 Aurelius has been severely criticized for sending Verus.
With this was included mathematics, astronomy and astrology, and even the magic arts.
that, by the employment of "magic boys" (magici pueri), he helped to find a sum of money that had been lost.
The so-called Orphic Poems, still extant, are of much later date, probably belonging to the 4th century A.D.; they consist of: (I) an Argonautica, glorifying the deeds of Orpheus on the " Argo," (2) a didactic poem on the magic powers of stones, called Lithica, (3) eighty-seven hymns on various divinities and personified forces of nature.
Viewed analytically in its developed nature, magic is a wonder-working recognized as such, the core of the mystery consisting in the supposed transformation of suggested idea into accomplished fact by means of that suggestion itself.
A small point in tie history of prayer, but one that has an interesting bearing on the subject of its relation to magic, is concerned with the custom of praying silently.
At a later stage, when the distinction between magic and religion is more clearly recognized XXII.
For special points the following may be consulted: Prayer in relation to magic: R.
Skeat, Malay Magic (1900).
And these, it may be strongly urged, contain the magic of Christianity.
Among the later followers of Basilides, actual magic played a determining part.
Whether Basilides himself had already given this magic tendency to Gnosticism cannot be decided.
The colouring of the steppe changes as if by magic, and only the silvery plumes of the steppe-grass (Stipa pennata) wave in the wind, tinting the steppe a bright yellow.
2 See the articles on Psychical Research; Magic; Conjuring; Automatism; Divination; Crystal Gazing; Hypnotism; Apparitions; Hallucinations; Hauntings, &C.
4 It is hardly possible to doubt that in the original form of the rite described in Exodus the blood offering was made to the plague demon (" the destroyer ") and possessed over him a magic power of arrest.
It is therefore certain that belief in demons and magic spells prevailed in pre-Mosaic times' among the Israelite clans.
10 foll., 4 " Magic and Social Relations " in Sociological Papers, ii.
Lastly it was the fiery counsels of the dying prophet, accompanied by the acted magic of the arrow shot through the open window, and also of the thrice smitten floor, that gave nerve and courage to Joash, king of Israel, when the armies of Syria pressed heavily on the northern kingdom (2 Kings xiii.
Thus we find dictators destined to hold the elections, to make out the list of the senate, to celebrate games, to establish festivals, and to drive the nail into the temple of Jupiter - an act of natural magic which was believed to avert pestilence.
Moreover, the Arthurian story was the popular story of the day, and Tristan did not belong to the magic circle, though he was ultimately introduced, somewhat clumsily, it must be admitted, within its bounds.
In addition to the various works of Brewster already noticed, the following may be mentioned: - Notes and Introduction to Carlyle's translation of Legendre's Elements of Geometry (1824); Treatise on Optics (1831); Letters on Natural Magic, addressed to Sir Walter Scott (1831); The Martyrs of Science, or the Lives of Galileo, Tycho Brake, and Kepler (1841); More Worlds than One (1854).
King, Babylonian Magic; Lenormant, La Magie chez les Chaldeens; R.
The Druids are represented as being able to foretell the future and to perform magic. Before setting out on the great expedition against Ulster, Medb, queen of Connaught, goes to consult her Druid, and just before the famous heroine Derdriu (Deirdre) is born, Cathbu prophesies what sort of a woman she will be.
The crusaders appealed to Innocent to ratify the subjugation of a schismatic people, and the union of the Eastern and Western Churches; and Innocent, dazzled by the magic of the fait accompli, not unwillingly acquiesced.
As the great nature-goddess, the attributes of fertility and reproduction are characteristically hers, as also the accompanying immorality which originally, perhaps, was often nothing more than primitive magic. As patroness of the hunt, later identification with Artemis was inevitable.
Throughout, however, the superstitions of the Malays show indications of this Hindu influence, and many of the demons whom their medicine-men invoke in their magic practices are clearly borrowed from the pantheon of India.
Skeat's Malay Magic (London, 1900) is a compilation of all the writings on the subject of Malay superstitions by the best authorities and contains considerable original matter.
Skeat, Malay Magic (London, 1900); Skeat and Blagden, Pagan Races of the Malay Peninsula (London, 1906); Sir Frank Swettenham, Malay Sketches (London, 1895); The Real Malay (London, 1899); British Malaya (London, 1906); H.
A similar story appears in the Book of Enoch, and Tertullian has much to say about the wicked angels who revealed to men the knowledge of gold and silver, of lustrous stones, and of the power of herbs, and who introduced the arts of astrology and magic upon the earth.
But while there are thus some grounds for supposing that the idea of transmutation grew out of the practical receipts of Alexandrian Egypt, the alchemy which embraced it as a leading principle was also strongly affected by Eastern influences such as magic and astrology.
Siegfried is then persuaded to transform himself by his magic Tarnhelm into the likeness of his host, Gutrune's brother Gunther, in order to bring Briinnhilde (whose name is now quite new to him) from her fire-encircled rock, so that Gunther may have her for his bride and Siegfried may wed Gutrune.
When he comes to the point where his memory has been clouded by Hagen's spells, Hagen restores his memory with another magic potion.
In 1489 he was accused of magic before Pope Innocent VIII., and had to secure the good offices of Francesco Soderini, Ermolao Barbaro, and the archbishop Rinaldo Orsini, in order to purge himself of a most perilous imputation.
Prominent among the " nine hundred theses " which Mirandola had placarded in Rome, and which he undertook to defend in the presence of all European scholars, whom he invited to the Eternal City, promising to defray their travelling expenses, was the following: " No science yields greater proof of the divinity of Christ than magic and the Kabbalah."
His treatises exercised an almost magic influence upon the greatest thinkers of the time.
Protestants have condemned these formulae as so much magic, and in this modern science tends to agree with them; but to orthodox Protestants at least Catholics have a perfect right to reply that, in taking this line, they are but repeating the accusation brought by the Pharisees against Christ, viz.
It is the ritual of a magician, imbedded in which, and alternating with magic formulae and other occult matter, are a number of invocations and prayers which Dieterich reconstructs as a liturgy in use by the clergy of Mithras between A.D.
21 the news of President Wilson's answer to Count Burian's final peace note (refusing to negotiate save on the basis of a recognition of Czechoslovak and Yugoslav national claims) became generally known, the old regime vanished almost as if by magic. Extraordinary scenes took place in many towns, the troops tearing off their military badges with the Habsburg arms, and trampling them underfoot.
The Anglo-Saxon Leechdoms 1 of the 11th century, published in the Rolls series of medieval chronicles and memorials, admirably illustrate the mixture of magic and superstition with the relics of ancient science which constituted monastic medicine.
The chief seat of her cult, however, was Thessaly, which was always regarded as the home of magic. As time went on her character was less favourably described.
From it we pass without a break, merely narrowing the application as the conception of sacredness grew clearer and less associated with magic, into early criminal law with its physical sanctions.
The practice of magic, superstition, &c., are also frequently referred to as sacrilege, especially during the long struggle with German heathenism.
But, when the mists set in, the low hills near the coast bordering the deserts, which are called lomas, undergo a change as if by magic. A blooming vegetation of wild flowers for a short time covers the barren hills.
Trans., 1668, 3, p. 741) a camera lucida on the principle of the magic lantern, in which the images of illuminated and inverted objects were projected on any desired scale by means of a broad convex lens through an aperture into a room where they were viewed by the spectators.
They are an intelligent and industrious people, growing their own crops, manufacturing their own cloth and mats, and building their own boats, while many read Arabic more or less fluently, although still believers in magic and witchcraft.
This is a curious book, partly explanatory of Defoe's ideas on morality, and partly belonging to a series of demonological works which he wrote, and of which the chief others are A System of Magic (1726), and An Essay on the History of Apparitions (1728), issued the year before under another title.
ANAXILAUS, of Larissa, a physician and Pythagorean philosopher, who was banished from Rome by Augustus, B.C. 28, on the charge of practising the magic art.
This accusation appears to have originated in his superior skill in natural philosophy, by which he produced effects that the ignorant attributed to magic.
It is a common practice in the magic of all ages and countries to acquire control and influence over men and animals by making images of them.
Motives drawn from homoeopathic magic may thus explain the occasional disuse and prohibition of pictorial and plastic Xiv.
Other works are quoted by Fulleborn and Horst, and by writers on the history of philosophy and magic; altogether about 98 books on the subject published before 1700 are at present accessible.
The distinction between the terms " religion " and " magic " is, in a similar way, often due merely to rivalry between the adherents of two or more mutually exclusive religions brought together in the same community.
He is perhaps best regarded, in the light of Arabian folk-lore, as the manifestation of a demon residing in the tree with the magic fruit.
13 He may have been a prince among the demons, as the magic tree was a prince among the plants.
In all these stories his character is distinguished rather by wisdom and cunning than by martial prowess, and reference is very frequently made to his skill in poetry and magic. In Ynglinga Saga he is represented as reigning in Sweden, where he established laws for his people.
4 Lenormant, Chaldean Magic, p. I.
A great many works on astrology and the casting of horoscopes, on the ways to secure victory in war, success_in love, in business or in gambling, are known, as also works on other branches of magic, to which subject the Siamese have always been partial.
On the practice of medicine, which is in close alliance with magic, there are several well-known works.
Some of the traditional qualities are indeed preserved: the practical joke, for instance, in the scene in Auerbach's Keller shows that he has not altogether shed his character as kobold; and, like the planet-spirits of the old magic he appears alternately in animal and human shape.
The close inter-relation which existed in primitive society between magic, priesthood and kingship has been indicated by Frazer in his Early History of the Kingship. His remarks throw some light on the early character of priesthood as well as kingship. " When once a special class of sorcerers has been segregated from the community and entrusted by it with the discharge of duties on which the public safety and welfare are believed to depend, these men gradually rise to wealth and power till their leaders blossom out into sacred kings."
Hence the king starting as a magician tends gradually to exchange the practice of magic for the functions of prayer and sacrifice."
The investigations which have been carried on in recent years by King, Tallquist and Zimmern, as well as by Briinnow and Craig, on the magic and ritual of Babylonia and Assyria have been fruitful of results.
Here we find magic and soothsaying closely intertwined with priestly functions as, we shall see, was the case in early Hebrew pre-exilian days with the Kohen.
See article " Magic " in Hastings's Diet.
I do not think that early priests received oracles save in dreams, &c. That magic early invaded religion is possible, but there are many traces of its being a foreign element.
The rites, met within all lands, of pouring out water or bathing in order to produce rain from heaven, differ in their significance from ablutions with water and belong to the realm of sympathetic magic.
Tristan and Iseult set sail for Cornwall, Iseult accompanied by her waiting-woman, Brangaene (who, in some versions, is also a kinswoman), to whose care the queen, skilled in magic arts, confides a love-potion.
At the same time the fact that the lovers are the helpless victims of the fatal force of a magic spell is insisted upon, in order that their career of falsehood and deception may not deprive them of sympathy.
There are likewise traces of survival in the examples of "sympathetic magic" transformed into the acted parable of prophecy.
Bible, " Magic," p. 209, where examples are cited).
The signs or symbolic acts of the prophet probably originated in the actions of sympathetic magic. Thus in the vivid scene of r Kings xxii.
r5-19 the magic of the arrow shot eastward and of the thrice stricken floor, are evident survivals of an older practice.
r sqq., are further illustrations of survivals from the old world of magic. The symbol gradually passes.
He gave a meaning to the myths of the popular religions, and he had something to say even for magic, soothsaying and prayer.
The " philosopher " has become a priest of magic and philosophy a method of incantation.
The church and church theology, to whose guidance the masses now surrendered themselves, took in along with them their superstition, their polytheism, their magic, their myths, and all the machinery of religious witchcraft.
Magic, astrology and alchemy - all the outgrowth of Neoplatonism - gave the first effectual stimulus to the observation of nature, and consequently to natural science, and in this way finally extinguished barren rationalism.
This magic bond was too strong for him until Ragnarok (Judgment Day), when he escaped and swallowed Odin and was in turn slain by Vidar, the latter's son.
But in the long run even genuine Christianity has been unable to free itself from the magic of the sacraments; and the Eastern Church especially has taken the same direction as Gnosticism.
As we have already intimated, Gnosticism had such a power 1 For the disciples of Valentinus, especially Marcus, after whom was named a separate sect, the Marcosians, with their Pythagorean theories of numbers and their strong tincture of the mystical, magic, and sacramental, see Valentinus And Valentinians.
As is related in the legends, Quetzalcoatl came into the land to teach men to till the soil, to work metals and to rule a well-ordered state; the two gods played their famous match at the ball-game, and Tezcatlipoca persuaded the weary Quetzalcoatl to drink the magic pulque that sent him roaming to the distant ocean, where he embarked in his boat and disappeared from among men.'
calendar-system lent itself to magic in the same way as the similar zodiac-signs of the Old World, each person's fate being affected by the qualities of the signs he was born under, and the astrologerpriests being called in to advise on every event of life.
(x.) The use of animals in magic may sometimes give rise to a kind of respect for them, but this is of a negative nature.
In India respect for the cow is widespread, but is of post-Vedic origin; there is little actual worship, but the products of the cow are important in magic.
America in Internationales Archiv, xiii., Suppl.; Andrew Lang, Making of Religion; Skeat, Malay Magic; Sir G.
According to Eunapius, he differed from Iamblichus on certain points connected with magic. He taught at Pergamum, his chief disciples being Eusebius and Maximus.
Perrault also uses fee for anything that has magical quality; "the key was fee," had mana, or wakan, savage words for the supposed "power," or ether, which works magic or is the vehicle of magical influences.
King's Gnostics, Zeller's Plato, the works on magic by Dunlop, E.
Evidence has, however, been found to prove that Ea, entitled Sarapsi, "king of the deep (sea)," who was also great in learning and magic, had a temple in the city (Lehmann in Beitrlige zur alten Geschichte, iv.
By the time of the VIth Dynasty it was usual to lay the corpse on its left side in the attitude of sleep, and a wooden coffin was often provided upon which were inscribed magic formulae that had already been employed for ages in ritual.
But the parcels, examined by an expert, contained no trace of organic remains, proving how much the Egyptians depended on magic imitations and make-believe.
At first the luxury of mummification was reserved for the king, who was identified with Osiris and was buried with an abundance of ritual and magic words.
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