So. What exactly IS a power bubble? That question will torment all five of Steef’s mages. They knew, when they agreed to train the boy, that the task would be dangerous. And puzzling. There are no parches for training a Clear.
And he doesn’t pulse his power, like a good wizard should. He makes bubbles! Whoever heard of bubbles!? Probably the same people who’ve heard of one wizard with all seven Colors! No one!
And there they lay. All over the ground in this remote valley. Blue bubbles. White bubbles. Even (shudder) Black bubbles. Can’t leave ‘em there. Can’t pop ‘em.
But if one of the massive HornCats, whose valley this is, happens to trip over a bubble and die, the King of the Cats will expel all of the ‘two-legs’. Or worse. And there’s no where else to go, for hiding is why they came here in the first place. Hiding from the Guilds, who would abuse this boy if they could.
Strange place. Strange power. Strange beasts. Even Steef’s staff is strange. But all five of these Masters of magic, love that boy. And they’re going to protect him if they can. From the Guilds and the Cats… and himself.
They try not to think about what happens if he does grow up. Because he might just want to come out of that valley. And then bubbles of Power will be the least of their problems.
Steef's world is tranquil and idyllic...to Steef. Waterspills and flutterbyes. Wondrous beasties, magical bees and one amazing tree. His five Masters have contrived that peace for him at great risk. The world they know is growing dark. Politics and intrigue rule. Reality is defined by the Guilds, whose purpose once was to serve, but who now serve only themselves. The Guilds would destroy the child if they could, for Steef possesses an unheard of ability to wield all seven Powers. If he reaches manhood, the Guilds will be his. Steef's only defense is secrecy, and the only secret place left is a remote valley ruled by the long neglected HornCats. The HornCats are truly noble beasts, unfortunately all other creatures to them are...tasty. To his Masters, Steef is even more frightening. Eager. Warm. Relentlessly curious. A perfect little boy...who can kill with a sneeze. Yet they must train him! The valley will not be tranquil for the Masters. If they succeed in maintaining their confidentiality, survive the HornCats and keep Steef from blowing himself up, then Steef might reach his eighteenth birthday. And he just might want to come out of that valley.