The Magic of the World
The Ysindhi were the first beings on Anuur, and the first to discover that their belief could shape the world around them. They folded black wings like cloaks around their secret words and whispered commands into the fabric of the ‘verse, painted sigils into the rock that let them bend the mountains to their will, and danced pale in the moonlight so the sky would know their song.
The Adénin came next, huge white wings shifting the air into whirlwinds that cut swathes in the forests for their great cities. Like day and night, the First Peoples squabbled over their magic words and the air writhed.
The Yenadi first called themselves Earth Benders, turned desert to fertile plain and heaved stone upon stone for shelter. They feared the night-wings of the Ysindhi and their darker words, revered the brightness of the Adénin cities, spread the joy of life in green grass, and made the world a boon.
The Jidai were not yet upright when the Aegyr fled to the ocean, sinking into the