Eternal Night

The man stands uncertain before the precipice. He cannot trust, cannot take that leap of faith. It is dark below, black as eternal night, and he is afraid of what lies in those depths. She steps up to him, in the end the only one who truly knows, and takes his hand. His fingers are cold, deadly cold. Grey eyes, blue eyes.

Lowen’s vision, fourteen years after the Enchanter entered that other invisible realm

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Dream is Prophecy

Your salvation lies in the courage to enter that temple of dreams, torn soul. Offer it up, all that you still have hidden in your deepest recesses, and look with an empty vessel into that abyss.

The Ymirian Rosenroth on the Enchanter’s dream

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Legend of the Sleeper

I had a vision, a little boy listening to his father tell him of the One, Torrullin was his name, the father said, the Immortal who lived long ago and brought hope and joy and peace, and would one day return when he was needed …

Caballa’s words to the Enchanter before the destruction of Torrke

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Take His Hand

Peace of the soul you may never find, Rayne, or, in finding it, find yourself unable to hold it close for long, but know you will never be alone, even when it seems that way, for your blood will take many forms, now, and far into the future. Some will cause pain and sorrow, while others will give you reason not only to live, but to hope. I speak in riddles, I know, but you will know whereof I speak when the time is right. You will forget now, but many tomorrows past my words will return to you. Trust this, reach out to him, take his hand, for he will make you whole and he will return to you the essence of the other; he whose loss you will know to the end of days.

Mantra’s cryptic words to Rayne, he would become The Enchanter

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The Waiting One Prophecy

This is the telling of a time when all may change, for in the window to the future of all races has been seen the coming of a Darkness that has been and will be again, and it will be embodied as a threesome, two indivisible and two indivisible, for a time. Two will inhabit the same skin and be sentient and two will be of identical genesis, and one will be common to each kind. Do not be fooled, all is not lost, for Darkness cannot exist without lamps to triumph over, and if all things are in place new hope will come in the form of the Catalyst, he who is host to another not of the genesis, and that hope will not only release the Darkness, but also the Waiting One.

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14 Sacred Sites

These are the words of Tristamil Valla:

“Fourteen is the universal number upon which magic is based. We build fourteen sacred sites per world in keeping with that philosophy, and that is the first tradition. The second is the order in which we erect them. First is the Lifesource, then the Throne-room, thereafter the rest. The third tradition is the passing of the Dragon from Vallorin to heir at the appointed time. The fourth is the safekeeping of the Oracles; the fifth, the scrying of a newborn’s name and the sixth is this ceremony of today. The seventh is the learning of sorcery beyond what we inherently know. The eighth is the absolute autonomy of the Vallorin; we are not, nor were we ever, a democracy. The ninth is Nemisin’s runes, known only to the House of Valla, and the tenth is our longevity both natural and enhanced. The eleventh is our total intolerance of darak …” He stumbled there, but recovered well. “The twelfth is a belief in prophecy and the thirteenth … we regard ourselves as master-builders, and build with heart, soul and magic. The fourteenth? For as long as one Valleur lives, we were first and will be last in all things.”

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The Kallanon Scales