Junior Shadowmage had been told never to wander beyond the quiet edges of Numena.
Naturally, he did.
There, scattered across the dark ground, he discovered a dust that shimmered like crushed stars. He gathered a little onto the tip of his play staff.
The toy answered.
For the first time, its painted markings glowed.
Junior stared in wonder.
Somewhere far above Numena, something else felt it too.
