On Old Magic by Paliginaus
ON OLD MAGIC BY PALIGINAUS
When we consider old magic we think of it as something long ago broken and dispersed, but it still lingers. It finds its way through the world, sometimes in familiar faces, sometimes in new ones. Sometimes in the wind, the rocks and the water, seeping through cracks and empty crevices in our world. It is an unknowable thing.
Some may claim to understand it. They lie.
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