Mystic Warrior
Book One of the Bronze Canticles
Chapter One
Far Shores
In the 492nd year of the Dragonkings, no commoner within the lands of Hrunard,
nor anyone within the Five Domains suspected that their world was already coming
to an end. The silent invasion moved as slowly and as inevitably as a glacier,
unmarked by the busy lives of the ordinary inhabitants ...
Only the fevered dreamers sensed the initial tremblers of the Deep Magic; the
vanguard of a glory and a doom they could scarcely comprehend. They were the
first of the Mystics, these dreamers ...
... and they were insane.
Bronze Canticles,
Tome III, Folio 2, Leaf 19
They watch me.
I feel their eyes peering through the darkness at the top of the falls. Each
pinprick in the dome of night burns me, unblinking in its considerations. The
stars try to speak-a murmuring of stardust on a wind that I cannot feel. I
ignore them. They never say anything of consequence. They babble incessantly
about the past and say nothing of the future. Their concerns, it seems, are too
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