Men-kind shared this world for but a blink, then, sadly, they became enlightened, found science and religion. The new world of men left little room for magic or the magical creatures of old. Earth’s first children were driven into the shadows by flame and cold iron, by man’s insatiable need of conquest.

There's a reason why we're born with brains in our heads, not rocks.

Almost lost you," he thought, surprised to find himself blinking back tears. "Been through too much, me and you. We're going to finish this thing together.

Both sides so blinded by their fear and hate of each other that they couldn't see they were all fighting for the same thing.

Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.

My tale doesn't end there, for the end has yet to be written.

But he was sick of this charade. Sick of watching people lose a little more of their humanity each day, and sick to death of seeing people tortured in the name of God. What had happened to these people?