Inscrutable Outlander
The Second Coming: Morning of the Magicians
I crashed out kinda early, like on any other night...
Except tonight was different, like it was the first night of the rest of my life.
Like game pieces gliding across a chessboard, they silently moved into position.
OUR DAYS were numbered.
Even while I slept part of me knew something was wrong.
A voice in my dreams...
"as it was then, it shall be again."