Expurgated Editions: Final Pilot Story

“The radiant current, creations yet uncreated? You feel it?” Azru asked once, as she rested her hand on the child’s head while they looked out upon a foggy morn. A cool wind coursed over the bogs and tousled their hair. “That is magic, my dear one. You have the Gift.

Regarding Canno: Cannoan Magic

(Author’s note, 5/1/2021: Though years old, most of this article still holds true! The reader must remember, though, that it reflects the most commonly-held Cannoan opinions of the arts arcane as of the year 1295 V.R. Merely to write about a real thing does not make every word written of it true. Even the wisest […]