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It is like this: the magic is shaped by the people, but it also shapes people in return. And so when people first settled in what will one day become a kingdom of Ansa, they heard the wind singing in the hills behind the sea, daring them to climb higher, so they did. They made their home in the mountains, daring the wind in return. They had already dared the sea, after all, and those of them who could not be parted from it had stayed by the shore, their eyes always on the horizon, listening to the sea as it spoke to them of vast distances and deep, dark places. The magic of the land shaped them, but they shaped it in return, with each generation climbing higher, listening to the wind closer, diving deeper into the sea, with more and more breath drawn into their lungs. And so, in time, it became like this: each child born already listening to a song, with wind or sea welcoming them into the world. When Thaennor was born, the wind rejoiced in the palace halls, chasing itself through