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I read a short story where the idea was that magic operates in a similar fashion to the Heisenberg principle. It can potentially exist in areas unobserved, and when there were fewer people and we huddled close together, the earth was full of potential. And as the population grew and spread, the dark corners of the earth were mapped out and so to the magic disappeared.
It's a story that has stuck with me for decades. I just kind of like the idea in a sad sort of way.
Like the proof of String Theory!
I feel a bit silly bringing this up, but this is how magic works in Fate/the Nasuverse. It runs on 'mystery', so back when humans knew jack about the world there was so much mystery, and therefore so much magic, that literal gods could manifest on Earth. But in the present day, there is so little mystery that magic is relegated to the occasional secretive bloodline of wizards.
Not silly at all! Thanks for sharing this. I'm always open to a good magic setting.
Jesse, we need to hex!
Hey, uh, Mister Wight, you wanna cook some hex?
do you remember what the story was called?
"The Rise and Fall of DODO" has the same premise.
It supposedly takes a bit from real life physics, as one of the authors studied them, but I've read it a long time ago so I'm not sure how legit the scientific front is.
thanks!
Unfortunately, no. It was a short story from the perspective of the last human. He walked through a new Eden of earth elementals, fae-folk, and chimeric creatures near-indesceibable trying to leave a story of humanity with anyone who might understand him... but there was no one left who spoke human languages. They listened anyway, fascinated by this non-magic being. Suspecting that if magic and mystery could return to the world, so too, humanity might one day, and the tidal cycle would repeat, vascillating between humans and magic. He spent his last years surrounded by kindness and mystery until he passed away on a soft bed of moss under an old willow tree.
If there's a heaven, I hope that's it.