Philosophy
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Last published Tue, Jul 5, 2011
There exist two types of magic, one dealing with the internal forces of the mind and the body, and the other dealing with the l forces of nature and the elements. Two great empires are at war: Kiarui, home to the Philosophers, masters of the first type of magic; and the second Kuicheru, realm of the masters of the the second type, the Alchemists. A child born with a knack for both types of magic becomes a target, for the country who possesses him can crush its opposition. That child wishes to stay hidden, and the empires will stop at nothing to find him.
Written for NaNoWriMo. Unfinished, and most likely going to stay that way.
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