City of Roy: Some History
December 1, 2010 § Leave a Comment
In the dark a seed. In the light came flower. Petal folded o’er petal and the first rose gave birth. That is to the word. The word touched o’er what was empty and filled it. The word brought meaning to the void and tore out the heart of it. The first word, the first equation babbling over through the void bounding and boundless and forever.
Of the Many that were born from the First Word one was a place, an Everness among the cosmos and here a life around the Evers Star that grew slowly and called itself the First.
The First became the Eldest as on the sphered, the Everness itself, grew life from the Second Word. The First were nine, for they had been the first touched by the Word and many of their hundred had died.
They watched the little life, the Younger life and saw it bristle at their touch. they saw the hands they put into the Everness distort and so brought themselves down into it.
They taught the younger there and found the race of Man and nurtured them. They taught the men their arts and helped them learn new earthly sciences and sparks.
On a single mass of land they found the races of Man, but one amongst the First took his students to the sea to find another. They were lost, but never dead for someday the final First will return and so all his people.
As Man grew of the Second Word they learned of the First. They learned the sciences of Mathema and wrought wonders with the power of their blood.
And then came the Grey dawn. For the home that First left in the sun was a fertile place of deep divinities and magics.
The sun turned cold and grey and these younger sons and daughters of the Dawn came on the world.
They were evil and dark and angry for they had been abandoned. they were many, and the First were few. Man died and continued dying for though the First could kill the children they forgot, they were too many.
In a desperate plea and utterance to the Rose the First took up their lives and let them bleed into the ground. Nine Spires of crystal grew, a crown upon the world, and so the Dawn-men were banished able to enter only through half-whispers and the blood of iron.
The one spire is over and the seas. The eight have become as to be called the Crowned Cities and they rule the world of Man and have for many years upon reckoning.
And so as the Races of Man from the Bloomen to the Hader to the Spindlers to the Human and to the hundred handed. grow strong the age of the Crown rises from the age of the Sun as so the Sun was risen from the Word.
-From the Book of the First and the Final Age
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