A Gift from the Gods

by Richord of Holden

Man has been trying to fathom the nature and origins of magic for centuries. But where should the search begin? How does one even describe magic? It is the most conflicting power that has ever been known. It can kill and it can heal, it can create and it can destroy. We tend to associate creation with the Fire Lord, and destruction with the Dark God: as such, taking from the example of how the sun rises up at dawn and shelters us from the woes of the Land, with full knowledge that it might be the eye of the Lord itself, then the conclusion comes naturally - magic is nothing if not a gift from the gods, or perhaps their very essence itself.

What does such power look like? We cannot see it, and while some magicians can detect it, it is not something we can grasp as easily as we would the dirt underneath our feet. Where can a man find this invisible yet incredibly powerful force? Magic is what it is, one thing yet all over. Magic runs through the blood of Vengards, and affects our life in all sorts of manners, whether good or bad. With the magic of the Lord we can bless our crops and our children. The Water Lady has granted us the gift of love and understanding, as well, which is the reason for our continued cohesion. It is the most marvelous and the most powerful gift the gods have ever given us. It is the divine gift presented to users and wavers of magic. A healing power that only a few chosen ones are able to control.

We should cherish this gift, this magic, this art, for the gods have entrusted us with the power to change reality.