The Magic Wizard

ore Thorold, his

zard's eyes seemed to bor

idden deep within. The ai

tion, as if the very fate

la

ryndor, is one of

his voice low and measure

e last living heir of the

to be

led as Thorold's w

him breathless and bewil

is sense of identity torn

" he repeated, his

afraid to speak

eyes gleaming with

to echo through the ages.

power and wisdom. They sh

ng an indelible m

e room seemed to fad

d in a sea of time. Erynd

ng upon him, a crushing

e him

ents?" Eryndor aske

f afraid to break the

n turned somber, hi

hey were the last of the M

o protect you, to ensur

odl

of grief wash over

e knew that he had to hon

agic Wizards and f