Let it be known: the work is done, and the minds of Zoltun Kulle and Ayuzhan of Caldeum have birthed a miracle.
Before my very eyes, the Loom wove inert, ambient energy into a focused stream of fire. It burned my palm, and I laughed with joy.
Ayuzhan embraced me. I could feel time slow. I could see the filaments of his iris in the firelight.
He is my peer. In a way no one has ever been.