Galbradia

Insignificant by cosmic standards but a beginning never the less. A fertile soil of power and lust in which darkness finds its root. Only the darkness does not see everything as there is one that burns with “The Rage”. He burns not only because of the forces of balance within him that threaten to tear him apart, but also because he is the last in the bloodline of his tribe. Sterile and facing extinction since banishment, he and his life mate Shara battle to save their tribe. They are determined to find a way, until hope it seems finally evaporates like a Carasiun sea mist at sunrise

 

Prologue

“The tension of balance must always remain, as darkness defines the light and the light illuminates the darkness. One cannot exist without the other”

[Sandescrein Proverb recovered from the sunken Ilysiun Library: Translated and edited by the chronicler in the year of the Queen 000122] 

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Jars Fen Dara could see it, the power and madness, a flicker of fire from the burning heart of the universe that called those like himself. A vessel to be filled by the “The Rage” its singular purpose was to keep the eternal balance. He laughed at the absurdity of it all, the heart of universe and creator of life choosing him to oppose the darkness and destroyer of worlds.

That was before, only now it was different as Jars felt it, the physical presence and growing madness that leapt inside him as the median of balance tipped and fell into shadow. Something was emerging from the boiling darkness that not just threatened the balance but sought to destroy the very scales of eternity themselves.