The Great Storm

It is said that a great many years ago things were very different the world had no magic and technology ruled the world. There were many wonders like carriages that moved without horses and clockwork wonders that did everything one could imagine. Then inexplicably the clouds covered the face of Wareath there were days and days of storms and sky took on a reddish hue. Rumors had it that something terrible had happened the clockwork wonders ceased to function. There were terrible fires and winds, and everywhere those who did not take shelter in underground strongholds and remote areas sickened and died people of all races, plants and animals alike. Then came the earthquakes and the volcanoes. Things shook and moved and then all was quite. All that once was had been wiped away mostly. Life crept out once again. Folk found a much changed world plants and animals sometimes changed beyound all recognition. Survival was a challenge. Soon children began to manifest strange new abilities that they did not have before. This aided in the resurgence of civilization. Thus died the age of machines and began the age of magic. Now a storm and a red glow mean all take shelter as magic rampages across the land a echo of the great storm that changed our world.