The forces of darkness want to dominate! War stripped the Sacred Land of its magic a thousand years ago. Now, like grass greening after fire and rain, magic is being renewed. Like a wound, it is bleeding into the world and it's indiscriminate. Good, bad, or ugly, the land doesn't care, but people do. Whoever controls the Sacred Land controls the magic, controls the world. In the race to dominate, shapeshifters and wizards weren't expecting an innkeeper's son and his friends to be the rain on their fire. The friends must choose the harrowing path to expose those in the Shadows of the First Trine. If they fail, another war will destroy the world, not just the Sacred Land.