Allyson didn’t like to deceive her brother, but he just wouldn’t understand. He was a scientist. Rationally minded, like everyone else that lived in the city of Lunestra. She understood why they were. Science and technology helped them survive without the sun. It was thought that centuries before, the planet had stopped spinning, so that the sun only ever hit one half of the planet, and cast the rest into darkness, lit only by the intermittent light of the moon, when it was not hiding behind cloud. But how could so many people forget about their past? About the power of magic.