On the Eve of the Fourth Millennium a slowly building civilization, struggling out of the rubble of the Drowning, was crushed beneath the scepter of the powerful and repressive Church. On the Eve of the Fourth Millennium, the sound of a magical pipe was heard, and the air was filled with songs of freedom and enlightenment. And on the Eve of the Fourth Millennium, the Boy appeared, bringing the gift of sacrilege, a harbinger of the future, herlading the arrival of the White Bird of Dawning...