'I was a girl,' Fionnuala began, 'when the world was very young. It was different then; it seemed bigger and there was always magic in the air. Creatures and animals who are gone now lived then; dragons on huge wings floated in the skies, there were monsters in the sea, and silver horned unicorns ran wild in the forest. There were witches and warlocks, magicians and sorcerers in the world and not all of them were bad. Indeed, everyone knew a little magic.