The Sundering Rite

The world was once guided by dragons, and it prospered. When they vanished, their wisdom was buried, and the age of mortals rose. But a King's loss begot fear, fear begot hate, and hate became gilding. Now the wind smells wrong in summer, the glass sings out of tune, and three eggs long thought dead beat quietly in the dark. What will you do?

This is definitely in the alpha testing stage. Remember to delete the 1-2 paragraphs response instruction before you start. Thank you for playing! Have fun :)