The Shaman War

“The border between the Real and the Unreal is not fixed, but just marks the last place where rival gangs of shamans fought each other to a standstill.”

– Robert Anton Wilson

“There’s so few of us now,” Lucinda said. He stepped over the wreckage of the passenger craft down the torn remnants of a hallway. “Ebabwe is gone, so is Helena. There are so few of us to shape things anymore.”

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Phoning It In The Fantasy Way

Please note: this is, like everything else, a series of opinions – both informed and not at all so. So the feeling that I am full of crap and have no idea what I am talking about is ALWAYS a viable feeling about this article. 

I think Fantasy writers have an easier time of things. First of all, any unexplained phenomena can be explained with two words: it’s magic.

Second of all, magic can do anything. Whatever the author requires, magic can fill in.

Third of all, when in doubt, emulate Tolkien.

This is, of course, to reduce a difficult genre into ridiculous simplicity.

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