Once upon a time, would-be magicians believed that a mastery of obscure knowledge and arcane incantations could change reality.<p>We are their heirs. Unlike them, we don&#x27;t have to dream or lie. We speak correctly, and earth and fire heed our call. Unliving metal stirs at our command. We summon daemons and bind them to obedience. We build constructs of pure thought-stuff, and conjure them into being through effort of will.<p>We are wizards and sourcerors, conjurers and magicians. We are what poets can only dream of.