Quandary
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of Magic: The Gathering.
Summary:
Tanazir Quandrix poses a "simple" math problem.
Pop quiz, young mage-student. Which came first: the dragon or the egg?
Square up. Start linear. Think inside the box, and the patterns will begin to form in front of your eyes.
Radicals. Helixes. Sequences. Fractals.
Math is Magic, and Magic is Math. They are symmetric principles, entwined in the substance of entity. The world.
The biggest tree down to the smallest water droplet.
Broken down into cells. Into atoms. Energy.
Are exponents and exponentials tools minds designed?
Are they coded into nature, there from the root?
Metaphysics is hard, but Metamagic is harder. Quandrix can point to the laws and transcend them, but draconian genius is the integral integer to unravelling the most advanced layers and manifestations of axiomatic leyline paratrigonometrics.
In the time it takes one to recite Pi backwards, reality will have subtracted you from the equation.
In the time it takes one to comprehend Dean Kianne's theory on the golden ratio, a dragon will have reached infinity an infinite number of times.
Infinity minus infinity…is undefined or still infinity.
Define infinity in the context of Magic, young mage-student.
Is Quandrix the right college for you?
If you defy being a common denominator, the question answers itself.