The Song of Dragons and Medicine

There was once an age of splendor and bloodshed. Ancient dragons cried out in calamity, while all living things took miracles as their medicine. A hundred years of hardship, a thousand-year tower, ten thousand years of time: all passed in a flash. Countless glories had long since become bubbles, yet who knows how long afterward, new life began to stir. The past was prosperous and brilliant, but now it has crumbled to dust, buried beneath endless yellow sands and shrouded in boundless fog. This world had always been this way, until humanity once more retrieved the ancient Old Ones from their hiding place and unleashed a new storm. “If you have to ask, what should you do when saving the world doesn’t come with a paycheck?”, Charles Sotos