Loss Of Fairy Wings

I understood Titan's passion. I held the same beliefs for the quest I was on, to save magic, but I doubted what Titan was doing down here would matter in the long run. The term "science" was thrown around at the last council meeting. It meant little to me. "What else do you do down here?" I asked.

"Let me show you." He glanced over and smiled.

I held my tongue, working to keep my face blank of any emotion.

"You believe I'm heartless, uncaring. Is that it? You're wondering how I can put science above the lives of my people."

"Something like that," I acknowledged.

"It's simple. Down here, we take emotion out of the equation. We take a problem and use science along with our magic to solve it. Up there," he pointed one of his thick fingers toward the ceiling. I understood he meant above ground. "The trolls and the elves fight over an imaginary line - an important line, yes, but imaginary, nonetheless. The elves only desire power. We aren't oppressing them, and they have plenty of food and