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Laureaore Uruitehendi

Contributed by Erualaitalmarea on Friday, 12th August 2005 @ 01:05:40 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy

Among the ancient trees by the shattered ruins of FanyarIsilLinde (Moon Cloud's Song),

I stand immovable in stone from his enchantment for many ages,

but all the time I am gathering my strength but he cannot see it,

For he killed my spirit and left not looking back,

I stir from within as one follows the path to where I stand,

He stops as his eyes come across the enchanted harp beside me,

He cannot help but touch it for it is beautiful,

It plays the song of my release,

I rise up from within my knowledge is far more than it ever was,

I possess knowledge over water, fire, earth and wind,

I heal the hearts of broken men,

I am called Laureaore Uruitehendi (Golden-Heart, Fiery Eyes)

but you may know me as Erualaitalmarea (God has blessed me abundantly).

Imica i yara aldaron i rucina atalan etmas FanyarIsilLinde,

Inye heca tulca mi ondo va lucerya an rimba yeni,

Nan ilya i lume Inyen yomenie tuonya nan varo censa,

Anro nehta feanya ar auta la yetan alm,

Inye coir va mi ve mine hilya i tie ana yass Inye heca,

Hautaro ve hendirya tularta i luhtan nanda aran,

Varo sam nan appasa an sa na vanya,

Sa tyalin i linde et leryanya,

Inye orta amba va mi, handenya haira lil san sa oi ne,

Inye harya hande or nen, nar, cemmen ar sure,

Inye envinyata i hon et racina firima,

Inyen yello Laureaore Uruitehendi,

Nan nalye ista ven Erualaitalmarea.

Copyright © Erualaitalmarea ... [ 2005-08-12 13:05:40]
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Re: Laureaore Uruitehendi (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 12th August 2005 @ 02:28:30 PM AEST
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This is a beautiful mythological means of expression, but goes deeper than mere fantasy. Well done.

Andrew

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