Between the Real and the Unseen

Terrible times are coming, the prophecy of Boyan is coming true: the Boundary of Worlds will thin and Darkness will fall upon Russian land. Thus spoke to Grand Prince of Kiev Mstislav Vladimirovich, the last of his line, the last of the great sorcerers of the Black Sea. The time of the impossible has come. A time when Christian priests and priests of pagan gods will find themselves on one side. When the goddess of Life and the goddess of Death will forget about their disputes. Darkness is approaching. Messengers of the Grand Prince ride across the restless, weary Russia, carrying sacred amulets in enchanted sacks. Many will thirst to obtain such, but only true warriors are destined to possess them. And they will not be chosen by the strength of their hands, but by the strength of the true and primordial — the strength of the Spirit. Others will not endure when the Boundary of the Real and the Unseen falls and the mortal shadow of Naglfar, the Ship of the Dead, looms over the world of the living.