Preface

In ages lost, the fates once spoke-
A tome of power, sealed in smoke.
No hand unscarred, no soul too clean,
Shall claim the words once lost, unseen.
Bound by stars and buried deep,
Where silence and the shadows sleep,
It waits not for the bold or brave-
But one whom fate dares not enslave.
This trial calls no sword to hand,
But tests the mind-its truths must stand.
You'll give your wit, your will, your fire,
Your memory, fear, and dark desire.
The key lies close, in open view,
But only one with sharpened clue
May see the sign that others miss-
A name half-formed, a shape like mist.
Beware: the threat is not of flame,
Nor curse, nor beast, nor death by name.
It hides in what you trust the most,
A shadow cloaked as friend or ghost.
And should your hand unbind the seal,
The world may turn, the sky may reel.
For what you do, and why you act,
Will echo-light or darkness tracked.
Let this stand as final breath-
For many sought and met their death.
Their bones now rest in hollowed stone,
Their names erased, their voices gone.
They saw no blade, they heard no sound-
The tombs took all, where none were found.
So ask not if, but when, it ends-
And if the dead were foes... or friends.'

Nadia has amnesia, and the only way to get her memories back is to retrieve The Lost Book of Power, a lost tome that has been missing for centuries. She is the only one who can do it, ever since Callie has cursed Atlantis. Can she stop Callie, a thousand year old Elementalist? Or will she fail, and Atlantis goes up in smoke? Find out in this tale.