Jan 02 2021 19 mins
There's something out of balance in the world.
It feels like we're constantly at war now, where both the prize and the casualty is the truth. We fight with ourselves, with fight with each other, and more and more we find ourselves even fighting with reality itself, or even just trying to find it.
We are always taught magic is a thing for silly children to believe in or maybe something real, but mysterious and only for the gods themselves. Who are we to pull the levers of the world, to tinker with reality itself?
It feels like we're constantly at war now, where both the prize and the casualty is the truth. We fight with ourselves, with fight with each other, and more and more we find ourselves even fighting with reality itself, or even just trying to find it.
We are always taught magic is a thing for silly children to believe in or maybe something real, but mysterious and only for the gods themselves. Who are we to pull the levers of the world, to tinker with reality itself?