In this setting, a gang of thieves decides that the prophecies were all lies and that they can’t trust in some fabled hero to save them. Ash falls from the sky in this barren land, and mists come every night, deep and mysterious. Only, he lost, and the Dark Lord took over and has been ruling with an iron fist for a thousand years.
A thousand years ago, the prophesied hero from lore rose up to overthrow a great and terrible evil. What if the Dark Lord won? What if, in the final climactic moments, he killed the hero and took over the world? I wanted to take the standard fantasy story I’d read a dozen times, that of a young peasant hero who went on a quest to defeat a Dark Lord, and turn it on its head. The second idea was to write a story about a world where the good guys lost. I wanted to tell the story of how their different magics and abilities worked together for them to pull an incredible caper. The first was that of a heist story, like Sneakers or Ocean’s Eleven involving a gang of gentlemen thieves who each had a distinctive magic power.
I came into this book with two big ideas for the plot.
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