Prologue

Would you believe me if I told you that magic exists? That the tales you heard as a child are real?... That all those lands where magic thrives are there, waiting for you to discover them?

It doesn’t matter whether you believe me or not, for they will continue to exist.

And believe me, if you fall into the heart of a tree, you will find Wonderland; if a tornado sweeps you away, it will carry you to the Land of Oz (beware of those red shoes!); if you leave the windows open at night, Tinkerbell and the Shadow will take you to Neverland; and if you walk through an archway of light and shimmer, you’ll end up in Pradinem... Do you know that realm? Few do. It’s understandable. That kingdom hasn’t opened its portals in centuries. And that too, is understandable. After what happened in that era, nothing is quite the same. Few still believe she will return, few still remember that she truly existed. They should know her story, everyone should know who it was that kept the balance of all the realms with her magical scepter. You should know it too. So, why don’t we start there?