Resilient Mountain

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Orontinorna

Na

Téra

Aqualin

 

Mai norsondo 

Fëa poldorë

Úaica oialë

 

Túralócër har nuldë

Norala i menlómëo

Onr úna fírë, rië olos

Be

Straight up

Tall

 

Excellent stone giant

Spirit of strength 

Unfelled evermore

 

Great serpents close beneath you

Fear not the coming of night

Stones do not die, only dream

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"One such Spark, but a mere fraction of Order, became the source for all we know upon Okeanós. While spinning and soaring through the many violent tendrils of Chaos, this particular Spark willed for it to stop; for the madness and rushing of void mixed with explosions of light to cease. So it forced the chaotic clouds around itself to shift into a pattern. It gave reason and rhythm to the matter and energy, previously untamed, until the void and light coarsed together, in harmony, at the weaving will of this Spark. Near the bottom of the page sharing this information, it is mentioned that there was a ‘God’ who had succumbed to a Chaos-stricken madness following the learning of these details. How they transferred the information, and what became of them, is not mentioned until the reference section, which I shall get to a bit later, as they warrant explanation as well..."