An Empire Divided I
The wind is cold on a night like this. A night like dreams. The sound of the wind like music comes to the cave.
This cave is one of the caves in these one hundred and eight islands around the Dark Sea to reach the New World.
And in that cave, as nondescript and forgettable the cave is, dangerous and uncomfortable as it is, a youth is sleeping comfortably in that cave.
All around him were bones of big animals. The walls of the cave were covered with green solid moss.
Life flourished around the youth, and magic comes from him even as he sleeps. His breath inhale and exhale the essence of the world.
The youth lied down on wolf and lion's furs sew together, like the youth was sleeping on some royal palace.