It was a just thought that came in a dream—a hint of something that once was or might have been.
There was another time, or perhaps another world altogether. There was a land that was largely forgotten if it ever existed at all. Though largely at peace for centuries, things suddenly changed. There was a flash in the skies, the land writhed, and an empire descended into turmoil with the rise and fall of a religion. Then there was nothing at all.
There’s no complete memory of what might have happened to that forgotten land. It was just a dream, but that dream has left you with a power and a question.
What will you do with them?
"Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future." -David Mitchell