Milofitia
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No one can stop time, no matter how many people want to, and how many people have given their life for a simple second to change an event in the past; a gun going off, a small push, a simple letter. But it still marches on, unforgiving and blind to the pleas of all. It remains as cold as a slab in a bank's walls, as infinite as... Well, nothing is as infinite as time; not even a spell surrounding a cursed island. Even that renews itself every Midspring, and when the tide is low, that is when the barrier between worlds is weakest, going back to its shielding purpose.
Why would you need to keep things out of the island, you ask?
You don't need to keep things out; you need to keep something in. Something of such evil, such dark and malicious intents, that the very thing it creates, life, is after the very same thing it is; to infect the world of Lorln. And it may have just found its way out.