I have spoken to you of the three laws, of the foundations upon which all light magic rests. I have woven into these pages the wisdom of countless generations, the truths that have guided our hands and shaped our path through the mysteries of light. But I cannot, in good conscience, withhold what has come to pass in recent days, even if it challenges the very nature of what we hold as truth. My apprentice—the fool—dared to defy the sacred boundaries, conducting experiments without my knowledge, pushing against the edges of the Law of Refraction.

For this transgression, he has paid the price. Cast from the citadel, his access to the sacred arts has been severed, never to be restored. Yet, as troubling as his disobedience was, it is not the insolence that plagues my mind. No, it is his results that I cannot ignore. He combined Brimshade and Stormsalt—elements that should remain distinct, their lights meant to serve separate purposes. And yet, when mixed, a new light was born—purple, unnatural, and wrong. I witnessed it with my own eyes as he focused this strange light upon an open wound. The fire it produced healed the flesh, knitting sinew and skin together, performing a feat that neither element should accomplish alone.

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This... this anomaly has shaken my understanding to its core. What should have been impossible, what should have torn itself apart through the Law of Refraction, instead brought forth a new power, a union of opposites. It defies everything I have known, everything I have sworn to protect. And so, I find myself at a crossroads—fearing that the knowledge I have poured into this cursed tome is but a shadow of the truth, and that beyond the boundaries we have so carefully drawn lies a darkness I am unprepared to face.

With my entry of this knowledge, I believe I myself have signed my own life away, for to challenge our guiding principles is the greatest of sins. I fear I will not finish this tome, my knowledge lost. But I cannot deny the truth. Even if it means my end, I will not look away from what I have seen. Let the light judge me as it will.