Prologue: Whispers

I am the guardian of the Silver Orb. I am cold and cruel. I understand that now. I exist only to keep the orb safe. Anyone who threatens it must die.

Long ago all magic was sealed in four glass spheres, a blue one called the Silver Orb, a red one called the Gold Orb, a green one called the Bronze Orb, and a pink one called the Copper Orb. Each sphere is guarded by a chosen guardian. These guardians are scattered across the Earth and by phrophacy must never meet. For if they do magic will be allowed to run rampant once again.