EIGHTH INTERLUDE – SHAPE & SHINE


    The next stop in Patronalus’ campaign to rebuild MagnaThora was the Great Gate. The old landmark that divided the Southlands from the rest of MagnaThora. Even though Patronalus knew that the dragon god was really imprisoned in the north, he kept the gate in its original form as a beacon of safety and security, a sign for all that would see it and hear about it that the ways of old were restored.


    The Great Gate was made to finish was nature started, sealing off the only break in the mountain range dividing the North from the South. It started a wicked rumor and superstition in MagnaThora. Anything originating from the south was thought to be of pure evil. This negative association would be the cause of age old division and opposition between people from both regions.


    This conflict would be the base cause of most war and strife in the history of MagnaThora. And it all dates back to the first event between good and evil. The first stand off between the champion and the villain. The first time the light clashed with the darkness. The Southlands were blamed and shamed for being tainted grounds. They were tainted by the gods, but they did not share the blame for they were long gone. Humans inherited the sins of the gods, and it tore them apart. It was up to Patronalus to heal the wound of their predecessors. This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    The more Patronalus thought about it. Deep in his own head while he restored the giant gate piece by piece. Any passerby would see a man floating out in the reach, seemingly covered in fire, pulling plates from the earth to refine into the metal that would reforge the impenetrable wall. Calling it a gate is one of the grandest lies in all of MagnaThora because there is no gate to the other side. Not one that could be seen by the mortal eye anyway.


    That got Patronalus thinking about all he did not know as a god. This transgression must be rectified. The clearest path in doing so would be to track the remaining gods down and learning from them. Before he left the valley the humble god had a thought.


    He went to the mountains overlooking the Ivory Tower and the Great Gate, the tower located almost perfectly in between them. He chose this location to erect a temple that would house his own origins, careful not to make the same mistakes as his ancestors. Patronalus made the temple of virtue as a beacon of hope, filled with legends of the past for anyone who needed it. His story was one of truth and justice and exactly what the human race was due and what they were meant for– greatness.