fantasy story

Middle Realm Prologue: In a time long before the great scholars of Istaria can even fathom, a time before the massive northern peaks were formed. A time before light and darkness, before the oldest Dragon Legends, there were the two. Without form or restraints, without origins, they existed and all of reality remained a perfect balance, a precarious equilibrium, an existence that neither changed nor evolved. As the countless eons passed, the two forces changed, …

…what sort of wizardry is this?” The Saris’ green eyes was still locked on the strange creature before him. “You have a lot to learn, if you are willing” “I want no part of this, who…what are you?” Kelrad managed to get on his feet and slowly edged backwards again. “You cannot make that choice until you understand, I cannot choose you, you must choose me” The jet black eyes meet with Kelrad’s.