“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.
Welcome, readers, back to… hold on, when was the last issue of North’s Tough Guide to Fight Scenes? Ah. Early last October. Hm. Maybe the hedgerow bit has been out of use too long to be relevant. However, I’ve put those five and a half months to good use! I’m growing more adept in pointing […]
(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 […]