"Real magic doesn't exist."

This was as far as he understood a proven fact. He had never once seen any real act of magic, never heard of anyone who had save for those few back home who claimed to be druids. The world had all kinds in it and more power to them. Anthony knew nothing about the subject at all so naturally after he stared off into the distance imagining some sort of witch's hat and broom on Mr. Fell with his snake familiar he did have to ask.

"Whats a Sundering?"