Amadias has been flying high for almost a year now. More, if we also counted the days of the incessant trials.
Gone were the days when magic flowed abundant. Gone were the times when all the mages worked together to create the perfect magic. Gone, gone, gone.
I am no longer a mage. What do I do? I find solace in learning new spells when nobody’s watching. I try to find peace in doing mundane work. I bide my time till I can rise again! Like the phoenix! Like Amadias!
And now, I shall fade into the bleak shadows…