Everyone was black and white. They were bored, vacant, uninterested in anything going on around them. I’ve never looked in a mirror so I may have be...n just as bland and colorless as them. It was Valentine’s Day. If you haven’t noticed yet, being alone on every Valentine’s Day since birth has a negative effect on one’s positive attitude. This being the case in my particular situation, I didn’t have the most optimistic outlook regarding my romantic life or life in general.I stared into the. ’ ‘Right, close your eyes for two minutes while I swap pictures. This new one is bedroom material par excellence.’ ‘OK — you can look now.’ Kirsty gasped. ‘Is that me? How did you do it?’ ‘No tricks, though I did use a special filter. It’s just you, beautiful you, and particularly the golden dawn light of that morning. ‘It was meant to happen. Remember — I work you up at 5:00 am and you didn’t mind, which was surprising, and you co-operated throughout.’ ‘Yes, I think I was a little drunk.’ ‘Not. With the sabotage out of the way I headed off to pick up Jenny, we had arranged to meet outside of Safeway. As I drove into the car park she was waving to me, pulling up she climbed into the car and with a determined face said "there's no going back now."The plan was to now drive to the family residence and for Jenny to retrieve anything she thought off as hers. As we drove we talked about our lives and both gained a closer bond. I asked her if 'Big mouth' had any skeletons hidden in the. .. Heir to the talents which I possess."Catheryne stared. There were mages here in the Palace. Mages."What concern is that of ours," Queen Meralina asked, her voice markedly colder."Well, you see," said Master Tilmitt carefully, clearly aware of the precarious ground he trod on. "There are, of mages, two kinds. Some can be taught merely the Gift--taught to touch the Flow, and mold it and shape it to their will. But others, as we say it, have the spark--it is not that they can channel the Flow,.