"Magic. The essence of life. The harbinger of death. The one that decides fate, grants wishes, all of it. Yet, it is a harbinger. A harbinger of death, famine, greed, guilt, and so, so much more. Magic is not a person. Magic is the essence of people. It is what we are. And when we change, it changes. When we are greedy, it is greedy. It is what we are. So then, I ask you: What is Magic? And with that, the journey begins."
I'M REALLY WRITING IT THIS TIME. STORYBOARD IN PROGRESS!
Also I might change the title but I'm not sure yet