Tuesday Teaser: The Glassmaster at Work

It’s time for a Tuesday Teaser since I’ve been a seriously responsible adult all day! The result? Despite having to attend a networking lunch, I’ve just uploaded the first complete Healing Glass copy to my kindle. 🙂 Only final checks left and then Minel and Falcon are ready to leave my desk and head out. To say I’m delighted would be an understatement, since those two have waited a very long time to get their story told. Which meant that there were many occasions – usually when ironing – when I’ve entertained myself watching glassmaking videos, or browsing Swedish glass art websites. I’m not usually one for shopping, but some of the Swedish pieces are epic!

So, for this Tuesday teaser, we have Falcon asking Minel about glass and – of course – Minel is happy to explain some of the mysteries of his craft.

And for anyone who’s wondering… Healing Glass will go on pre-order on May 1st (or thereabouts) and will be released on May 13th.

 

“I love that colour,” Falcon breathed. “Will you make me a piece of cobalt glass one day?”

Minel crossed the room in a few long strides. He wrapped his arms around Falcon’s neck and tilted his head in a silent request. “I doubt it,” he said when he’d been given his kiss. “Cobalt is not a need I sense or see in you. Copper, emerald, or purple… I see those. Cobalt?”

“The colours have meaning?” Falcon had never enquired into the mysteries of Minel’s craft, though he could feel the effects of each enhancement.

“Colours have moods of their own. They add to the way I enhance each piece. For joy and protection, I use pink or orange-hued glass, especially when the piece is aimed to soothe a child.” He touched a fingertip to one of the interlinked spheres on the charm Falcon wore around his neck. “Purple for memory and clarity. Blue for focus. Green is the most protective of all colours. Yellow brightens and refreshes. It makes a good charm for healers to carry. To cheer their patients and recover their own spirits.”

“And cobalt?”

“Cobalt helps banish doubt.” Minel’s hand moulded to Falcon’s cheek and he leaned in for a gentle slide of lips that could have been a confession. Or a kiss goodbye. “I’ve never seen or sensed a need for reassurance in you, Warrior Captain. You’re sure of your path. Have been so for as long as I’ve known you. If anything, your headlong march needs to be checked at times, needs moments to contemplate and take stock.” He touched another of the spheres. “Hence the copper.”