Twelve-year-old David Mishram did not believe in magic. If he had, he would not have made the trap that caught a black-hearted pocket-sized gnome called Lod Fomori, or encountered a mysterious two-natured woman, or fought the vicious Fomori tribe to save the last seed of Power. If he had believed in myth and magic, he would NEVER have set that trap and our world would be a very different place.
Twelve-year-old David Mishram did not believe in magic. If he had, he would not have made the trap that caught a black-hearted pocket-sized gnome called Lod Fomori, or encountered a mysterious two-natured woman, or fought the vicious Fomori tribe to save the last seed of Power. If he had believed in myth and magic, he would NEVER have set that trap and our world would be a very different place.