vaxcelor
The power of destruction is something that many crave, unknowing of the negative impacts of such a thing. One such man who blindly sought out what he though would be the solution mas King Morad, lord of the southern deserts. The same man who declared himself a god.
Umbrella is entirely different from the word I was expecting. I was expecting some sort of abstract concept, not a facetious trinket used to deflect precipitation.
The trading post was filled with various fine silks, but none were of interest to Aloysius. He was there not for the more aesthetically pleasing varieties, but for the single scrap of enchanted cloth that was arranged to have been present there. It was a small piece of silk, of a faint purple color, and glowing with a barely perceptible paleness.