Courne Supremacy

In the village of Ninkara on the eastern shore of Maedrelladaen, a young girl was born like so many others. Her skin was fair, and her hair dark. As a child, her parents taught her to cherish all things from the natural world, and so, the young girl tended to flowers and treated animals with love. On one afternoon, as she happened to be picking flowers for her mother, she heard a small clap of thunder. Having never heard such a noise before her curiosity overcame her fear and she ran towards the sound. When she arrived, a fawn with a hole in its neck was lying on the ground. What she did not know was that a bullet fired from a gun had killed the fawn – the scientists in the great capital of Aeterall had discovered gun power and busily employed its use in all matters of activity from hunting animals to killing other men for the King.

Saddened by the fawn’s dying, the young girl knelt over the creature and wept. Her tears dripped upon the fawn’s blood matted coat. The tears that fell onto the blood mingled with it and the blood disappeared. The tears that fell into the bullet hole repaired the damage inside and made the bullet hole disappear. The fawn awoke again and shakily stood on its legs. The girl hugged it with glee and it darted into the forest, but she was none the wiser as to how it miraculously sprung to life again.

In the sleepy village of Catheire a hundred miles away from the castles of Aeterall in the great country Maedrelladaen, during the Age of Magic, lived a young boy, his mother, father, and his three siblings. The young boy’s name was Quin and his siblings ruthlessly picked on him for being the youngest. His mother [...]

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