The raven flies on and seeks its brother high in the mortal skies,
A spell cast, an ancient magic like no other, and the magician sees through their eyes ... again
That memory is reborn, and all woes of current earth cease to exist
as a doorway now lies open, and the memories come flooding through ... a deluge, at last.
Extract taken from 'A Spell To Recover Lost Gems' written by Matthew James June 2003
