Three laws govern the magic of Alchilon. Magic may not be given to those without, lest it become a curse upon their heads. Magic bound is magic beaten. The dead must remain with the dead. These laws were intended to protect the weak and balance the powerful. However, as is often the heartbreaking case, even the best of intentions can be corrupted. Not much is known about the Bard of Flames, Alchilon's most revered and shadowed wandering storyteller, save for the trove of stories, songs, and histories they left behind detailing the world's past. Brimming with magic, love, death, war, and hope, this collection of poetry and short stories unites tales across centuries of Alchilon's history-all focused on one central question. Were the Ancient Laws meant to be broken?