“But the king didn’t listen to his dreams, because his desires were too loud, his greed too strong. He continued to enslave the Magic, to bind the lines of power to his own will. And then one day, the dreams stopped coming.” Holland turned away. “That was the day the world began to wither.” He drove the knife into the Ost board as he passed. “That was the day the Magic decided it would rather die than bow.”
