~Tales of Dragons~
In the ancient days the power of dragons was never underestimated. Villages lived in fear of their frequent appearances, scholars spent lifetimes studying their ways, kings trained soldiers for immortal combat, and mages lived within their magic as the souls of the exuisitely structured beings dared them to discover their secrets of sorcery.
Not many remember that time, for it was long ago, at a date when no barrier held the realms apart. And yet it is spoken of today, for one final moment, so that the thoughts and provoking lives of those of the past are acknowledged. The tales are told today so that the fine line between fact and myth remains clear. May that line never blur, for it is this line that truly separates the physical self from that of a dream. And so the story begins...a tapastry of tales with intertwining threads that weave the solutions to some of the greatest mysteries of Tortall. The tapastry is still being woven, and someday the fate of all of the Eastern lands will be in the hands of the past. Whether this past is forgotten or remembered could bring peace in the end...yet still it is up to those souls who currently call the eath their home. Things will happen between now and then. Many already have. Yes,...much is to happen...
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This is the Introduction. Read on to the first real chapter. :)
In the ancient days the power of dragons was never underestimated. Villages lived in fear of their frequent appearances, scholars spent lifetimes studying their ways, kings trained soldiers for immortal combat, and mages lived within their magic as the souls of the exuisitely structured beings dared them to discover their secrets of sorcery.
Not many remember that time, for it was long ago, at a date when no barrier held the realms apart. And yet it is spoken of today, for one final moment, so that the thoughts and provoking lives of those of the past are acknowledged. The tales are told today so that the fine line between fact and myth remains clear. May that line never blur, for it is this line that truly separates the physical self from that of a dream. And so the story begins...a tapastry of tales with intertwining threads that weave the solutions to some of the greatest mysteries of Tortall. The tapastry is still being woven, and someday the fate of all of the Eastern lands will be in the hands of the past. Whether this past is forgotten or remembered could bring peace in the end...yet still it is up to those souls who currently call the eath their home. Things will happen between now and then. Many already have. Yes,...much is to happen...
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This is the Introduction. Read on to the first real chapter. :)
