“My personal project is more a working theory than anything else.” Jassyn shrugged. “Unfortunately, my studies are stalled until I can uncover new material. I proposed to Magister Thalaesyn that the elven sterility is a curse. The idea intrigued him, and he invited me to join his collaboration.” “So you think the elves’ affliction is magical in nature?” Serenna asked. Who could have cursed the elves? The wraith have no powers. Glancing through the glass of the greenhouse, she watched the sun disappear under Centarya’s floating horizon.

