Wizard Diary Archives - Eden Saga

There is no such thing as black or white magic. Magic is one, it depends where you sit.

To join them, you must build the bridge yourself, because no wizard will do one towards you.

My former gods are the poets who spoke in the hollow of my ear and heart.

I come from another world. My identity is nothing. I erased my personal history.

Obedience or madness, last choice of the sorcerer. I take both.

I feel like a fragment of the Great Whole. Finally, I am at home.

I’m not doing anything. I’m waiting for it to happen. And it happens every time.

We have several lives and several bodies: at least eight. Only one is visible: the physical body.

Your life is before you like an ocean. My life too is an ocean, but behind me.

Consumed by an inner fire, they disappear, free, as if they had never existed.

Do not confuse ally and spiritual protector. These two notions are opposite.

My goal is not of this world – After life, I want the adventure to continue in full consciousness