Lord Frederick Leighton The Painter's Honeymoon

Lord Frederick Leighton The Painter's HoneymoonLord Frederick Leighton Leighton Mother and ChildLord Frederick Leighton Leighton Music Lesson
Billias grinned at the boy, who returned it with a stare that focused on a point a few inches beyond the back of the old wizard's head.
Somewhat spell, it couldn't move mountains, but achieving the fine detail built into Maligree's complex syllables took a finely tuned skill.
'You will observe,' Billias added, 'nothing up my sleeve.'
His lips began to move. His hands flickered through the air. A pool of golden sparks sizzled in the palm of his hand, curved up, formed a faint sphere, began to fill in the detail ...
Legend had it that Maligree, one of the last of the true sourcerers, created the Garden disconcerted, Billias flexed his fingers. Suddenly this wasn't quite the game he had intended, and he felt an overpowering urge to impress. It was swiftly overtaken by a surge of annoyance at his own stupidity in being unnerved.'I shall show you,' he said, and took a deep breath, 'Maligree's Wonderful Garden.'There was a susurration from the diners. Only four wizards in the entire history of the University had ever succeeded in achieving the complete Garden. Most wizards could create the trees and flowers, and a few had managed the birds. It wasn't the most powerful