The seasons passed, the rain, snow and warmth of each passing phase. His peak was nearing, the Outlands surrounding him seemed less daunting with every new spell learned and new enemy vanquished. And yet, his power still seemed as if it could go on forever...
"It was strange to think that he had mastered his skills. He had worked so long on them that he had forgot that this was what he was working for to begin with. Still, something in the back of his mind told him that it wasn't over." So, I...
