"Hang on," I said, hand still engulfed in his. "The Creator made the maji who formed the planes."

A rumbling song rang from the gathered dragons.

"They would have you believe so," Max said. "It was Creator's desire they be responsible for the formation of life. But we, Creator made and set free."

Random. My brain sizzled with further connections. "The wild magicks," I said, thinking of the tumbling, happy threads I'd freed from the Brotherhood, the same power ...