"Merry Christmas," he says. He has a bag over his shoulder today. From it, he first withdraws a little potted shrub of some kind. Its leaves are small and dark and pointed, and it bears one or two small dark berries nestled among its tangled branches.
"Isabella, Daughter of Eve. You have been making good use of the fire-berry cordial, but its supply is not infinite. Keep this plant where it may catch the light of the rising sun, and when you see the level in the bottle begin to drop, pick one of the berries in the morning while it is still shining and put it into the bottle. They are not true fire-berries, but they will serve this one purpose very well."
Next he withdraws a smallish rectangle of card or paper, almost like a postcard. It seems like ordinary paper, if of a very high quality, all around its edges - but in the middle it is transparent, showing the texture of the paper only very faintly over a perfect view of whatever is behind it. He hands it to her along with the potted plant.
"This page will capture a picture if you look through it and wish it so. If you set it on top of ordinary paper, or any other surface that can be drawn or painted on, and wish it to copy its picture there, it will; if you hold it and wish it to clear itself so it can be used again, it will do that."
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Date: 2014-06-28 12:02 am (UTC)"Isabella, Daughter of Eve. You have been making good use of the fire-berry cordial, but its supply is not infinite. Keep this plant where it may catch the light of the rising sun, and when you see the level in the bottle begin to drop, pick one of the berries in the morning while it is still shining and put it into the bottle. They are not true fire-berries, but they will serve this one purpose very well."
Next he withdraws a smallish rectangle of card or paper, almost like a postcard. It seems like ordinary paper, if of a very high quality, all around its edges - but in the middle it is transparent, showing the texture of the paper only very faintly over a perfect view of whatever is behind it. He hands it to her along with the potted plant.
"This page will capture a picture if you look through it and wish it so. If you set it on top of ordinary paper, or any other surface that can be drawn or painted on, and wish it to copy its picture there, it will; if you hold it and wish it to clear itself so it can be used again, it will do that."