Mech, Pronzayushchiy Stikhiyu

Kogda magicheskaya sila slovno padaet s nebes tebe v ruki, slozhno srazu nayti ey primenenie. No Vane ne prishlos' vybirat'. On prinyal dolg. Dolg zashchitit' Anul - vtoroy, neizvestnyy sputnik nashey rodnoy Zemli. No sud'ba, odnako, lyubit shutki. Vse ved' moglo poyti sovsem po drugomu stsenariyu, esli by vbor Magistra Andriya pal na drugogo. Etot drugoy by spasal chuzhoy mir, a Vanya ostalsya by na Zemle i ne raskryl by ni gramma svoego talanta. No vot on na Anule! On obuchaetsya magii! Da eshche i, vdobavok, on okazalsya Kuznetsom - masterom, sposobnym vykovat' lyuboy artefakt, ili podchinit' sebe lyuboy uzhe gotovyy. Takuyu silu trudno byvaet napravit' v pravil'noe ruslo. No emu ved' eshche nuzhno vmestit' v sebya velichayshiy dar tysyacheletiya - Silu Stikhiy. Sily Zemli, Ognya, Vody i Vozdukha prishli v gotovnost' i ozhidayut togo, kto smozhet ikh prinyat'. Gospodi, kak zhe trudno ikh derzhat'! Nuzhno nechto, chto smozhet ikh obuzdat'... nuzhen Mech!..