In the beginning there was a nothingness. In to that nothingness was then born a god. The very first thing he created in to the void of nothingess was a light. And that was the first act of magic. Or so it seemed.
The Dreamer is the ultimate force in all the worlds and layers. Though he sleeps, and though there is no memory of him save in the minds of a select few hidden, it had been the Dreamer that created many things: In the nothingness, there was still a creature. It had a heart, a mind, a soul, even body. And it had magic, the power of ultimate creation. And when the gods were still young and still few, and there was but only world beyond (or within) the nothingness, the Dreamer sent down a servant, the very first of servants and very first of angels. And very first of godly guides, creatures hidden and unknown and serving the will of the Dreamer alone.
When the gods had first created a world beyond their home, they set upon it the first mortal being with strong mind that could comprehend. Before they had only known beasts and fellow gods, and life alone could only be given by the First One. But now they had creatures that were not gods, that were less than them, but could comprehend and create. They lacked the godly power, though, and were limited, and as the gods toyed with them, they passed and died. The gods learned from that error and their toying of magic, and so the mortal races were born, but they were still weak. Thus, the First One bewstowed his gift of magic, of creation, of altering the very essence of the Dream, upon the mortal races He gave them magic, or Godsblood as it was named then. And there the mortals became gods themselves, toying with the Dream as the gods had in times past. They altered rules and found that magic had a mind of its own - perhaps the mind of the First One, even if only a spark; or the mind of the very Dreamer that was reluctant to have the power of ultimate creation used so easily.
The speech of the Old Tongue, the language in which the First One begun to think and speak, seemed bound to the use of magic. Also the first words that the First One heard, the soothing words of the Dreamer that promised to care for him, were in that same language. So it was the language of the very dreamer that was spoken when magic was first invoked and cast. The power of creation was first bid then commanded to do what was told, and the more accurate the command, the clearer the spell was. But rules that were first set with creation, when the gods knew still little of rules and only saw it as a pleasing or annoying by-product, those rules did not like to be broken. The Dream did not like to deny itself. And so, the larger the many worlds grew, the more complex they became, the harder it became to change the essence of the worlds - and the dream.
Things changed with time. And the very dream became stirred. As greatest power was abused, the Dreamer sent forth his servants, shards of himself or shadows of creatures that once lived, to hold back in subtle manner the threat and danger. The Guides that only lived in the nothingness of the Shadows were seldom noticed. Sor'neth, the Guide and First Servant, the first of Angels, was one of a handful that were ever seen, and even then only rarely when his Lord and Master, the First One, was in dire need. Yet even beyond the unseen, the Dreamer spoke to mortal creatures in times of need. Kehlani, last of the Mages of the ancient Alaschen Empire, was bound to the Dreamer when he gave a promise, doing all he could to upkeep magic still in the days where it was forgotten - where creation was no longer done through the Dream's essence of magic but my machinery, by brutal force rather than subtle change. Or so it appeared when the large vehicles dashed through the world, or things were moved as if it were magic but it was not. The rules, all the rules, were not defied, not altered, but used. Yet they forgot in complete of the true essence and laws of the world, and abandoned the old ways of the mystics completely.
Kehlani failed in his oaths and suffered dearly by the power of the Dreamer. Yet he remained bound as servant. The alasch fell, later on, to a magical invasion.
The first rule of magic is its belief. The belief or change or creation and the truth in it. The second rule is to pass by the set rules, that, which is, but shall no longer be. The third rule is sacrifice, or consequence; A mortal creature could and can die by making a change too grave, or by creating something too large or too different. A god, though, will not die of strain, but might suffer the consequences of a grave change in a far larger scale: war, death or a change of an ideal future in to a dire one. Though the consequence might even be of a different sort if this contradicts the plans of the very Dreamer, half aware and half not. As the First One was banished from all existence, when his soul and body and all his powers were slowly erased from time, he was saved by the Dreamer. And he was granted another chance, being reborn a long time later when most of those that had banished him existed no longer.
Thus my thoughts for the moment.
~ ... so singt es der Wind ... ~