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The sense of underlying enchantment, of something more, beckons us deeper into the forest. There, among hidden spirits and creatures unknown, we find the familiar: a favorite tree from childhood, autumn leaves, the flowers that return each spring.
As these beings shift and change, we venture deeper still.
We walk toward the inner calling, where the workings of our imagination no longer seem so strange.
Here, they are real, just as they have always been.
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The Creatrix rapped the end of her wand against the wooden podium, and silence fell across the underground chamber. Her sapphire gown shimmered in the candlelight—the flames maintained, undoubtedly, by a few sweaty students, prospective champions of fire from the school.
Rowan balled her hands into fists. The Pentacle had demanded a test of her loyalty, a demonstration for all assembled, before they would consent to her candidacy as a liaison for Lis-Maen to the battalion.
Erela laid out the tarot cards with shaking hands. Five of Cups. Seven of Wands. Cassandra’s Wheel.
The first she knew well enough. For three weeks she had waited here in Delmoir, a rapidly growing town in the center of Lis-Maen, near the edge of the Cantermagne Gorge. For three weeks, she had been without her family. Well, everyone save her uncle, Cornelius.
Two hundred years ago, one of the last dragons of Sanctuary fell. The dragon, Sharr’kahn, attacked King Tavian’s forces as the king and his army rooted out the last of the usurpers to the throne. Sharr’kahn’s bones still reside behind the throne of Sanctuary.
The throne where Tavian still sits.
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