CHAPTER 7

     And there came a time, a popular story in Drogarth goes, when Mask came to want a place of Her own, a place for Her children among men. And so that Lady of Beautiful Darkness swept Herself into Her cloak of night, and She slipped away from the heavens and set foot on the world…and She did not ask of Her father Solan a place, oh no, for that would not be Her way, this goddess of thieves and luck and the night.

     Instead She stole a piece of the world, which She held like a gem in her palm, smiling upon it till She saw Her children grow and scurry over its surface. Then, pleased, She threw it from Her and it fell where it lies to this day, and She called it “Drogarth.”

     She looked upon it and smiled again, for it was exactly as She desired it to be…

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