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Cam was not concerned about removing his shirt in front of Juniper. He was certain she would have seen a man in only jeans and boots at the beach or, more likely, wearing even less. It was the Winter Solstice, however, and Massachusetts would never be mistaken for Florida.
He removed his shirt, doing his best to ignore the cold, and folded the flannel once before placing it on the ground beside him. Cam had several tattoos. Not all of them were exposed and it was dark, except for the fire, but what Juniper might notice was a Celtic knot circling his right bicep in dark blue ink. It would show up well against his fair skin, but the ink would probably read as black.
The writing tattooed on the inside of his left forearm was probably too small to read, but the most prominent mark that would be difficult to miss was on his back.
The design was simple. It was a scabbard, in black ink, running down to the right of his spine. Perhaps someday, Cam would return to the talented artist in Glasgow to have colour and more detail applied. For now, it was sufficient and served an important purpose.
He raised his right arm and reached back over his shoulder, placing his hand on the drawn hilt and pulling a sword from the sheath. This was the weapon to which he needed to bond. This was Fear-Glèidhidh Creidimh or 'Faithkeeper'.
This was Agatha.
The sword of the MacKinlay Steward had the authentic details of a Celtic sword of Auld. It had a leaf-shaped blade about forty-six or so inches long, forged from high quality iron and steel. The hilt was crafted from the rich, polished wood of an unknown tree in the Fae Kingdom, with solid brass accents on the guard and pommel. It was decorated with Fae white gold on the hilt in the shape of a crescent moon.
She was a magnificent example of Fae craftsmanship and magic. To those who could discern such things, the sword probably reaked of Otherness.
He removed his shirt, doing his best to ignore the cold, and folded the flannel once before placing it on the ground beside him. Cam had several tattoos. Not all of them were exposed and it was dark, except for the fire, but what Juniper might notice was a Celtic knot circling his right bicep in dark blue ink. It would show up well against his fair skin, but the ink would probably read as black.
The writing tattooed on the inside of his left forearm was probably too small to read, but the most prominent mark that would be difficult to miss was on his back.
The design was simple. It was a scabbard, in black ink, running down to the right of his spine. Perhaps someday, Cam would return to the talented artist in Glasgow to have colour and more detail applied. For now, it was sufficient and served an important purpose.
He raised his right arm and reached back over his shoulder, placing his hand on the drawn hilt and pulling a sword from the sheath. This was the weapon to which he needed to bond. This was Fear-Glèidhidh Creidimh or 'Faithkeeper'.
This was Agatha.
The sword of the MacKinlay Steward had the authentic details of a Celtic sword of Auld. It had a leaf-shaped blade about forty-six or so inches long, forged from high quality iron and steel. The hilt was crafted from the rich, polished wood of an unknown tree in the Fae Kingdom, with solid brass accents on the guard and pommel. It was decorated with Fae white gold on the hilt in the shape of a crescent moon.
She was a magnificent example of Fae craftsmanship and magic. To those who could discern such things, the sword probably reaked of Otherness.