9 Parables of Almalexia, Vol. 1

The Nine Parables of Almalexia

The First Parable

Before the northern men stole the promise of Veloth, in the Mourning Hold, it was night and the wife of the Indoril was gravid and wailing, for the birth-time neared. The Indoril feared, for the midwife was pale-faced, and the wife he loved was in great pain, and from her womb she gave forth great volumes of blood that would not cease.

Then the Indoril saw within his wife a golden eye, and in that moment the city of Light and Magic became the city of Dark. The stars one-by-one vanished, and the great moons turned away in fear of what was to come. The Indoril called for lanterns to be lit, for candles, for spells of light, but even he could not hear his cries over the wails of his wife, which now seemed to rise from the throat of every child of Veloth who dwelled in his promise. And he could not look away from the eye, which now grew in his sight until he saw nothing else.

When the stars returned, they returned to new homes. When the wailing ceased, there was a new silence in the world. The moons did not show their faces again for one day less than four weeks. And when the Indoril could see again, he saw that his wife was gone, and in her place stood a woman full-grown and milk-heavy, robed only in shadows.

And Ayem said to the Indoril "Fear no longer, for I am the mother and the child. I come now for I am the now. When the children of Veloth grow weary of chains, I will break them, and when they grow fearful of the lash, I will deliver them to mercy."

The Indoril came to her, then, and she made of him her first husband. Thus was the Great House anointed in the blood which heralded her coming.

The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.