It’s a great prologue, really beautiful writing - kind of almost lulls you into the rhythm of it, something to sink into
All these names carry the memory of millions of living beings, the beings of all the races that founded them, sowed and civilised them, lived in them and died for them.
All these names carry the memory of millions of living beings, the beings of all the races that founded them, sowed and civilised them, lived in them and died for them.
The Domains are in and of everything there ever was, is and will be, and there is a fine balance to the world’s magics that must not be skewed, though the faun is blissfully unaware of the infinity of complexity that surrounds his every moment and informs his every movement and instinct. Everything is comprised of some combination of the Six, and the faun is no different, nor his mother, who now grazes without a care in the warmth of the morning sun.
The Domains are in and of everything there ever was, is and will be, and there is a fine balance to the world’s magics that must not be skewed, though the faun is blissfully unaware of the infinity of complexity that surrounds his every moment and informs his every movement and instinct. Everything is comprised of some combination of the Six, and the faun is no different, nor his mother, who now grazes without a care in the warmth of the morning sun.
The fire devours what it touches, causing bark to split and sap to spit
The fire devours what it touches, causing bark to split and sap to spit
It is only a temporary farewell, however, for this is luoreth, the Second Domain, and its aspect is Water, which always returns to its source in the end.
