 I've often found it useful to distill history down into its most pivotal moments. Only then can links between events be discovered and predictions made of the future. The world is changing, bending under the pressures wrought by mankind, I believe it is this fact, and this fact alone that will usher in the third of the Battles of Moytura. What the three worlds will look like in its wake, I cannot guess.   
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 As I harken to the Oran Mor, impereceptibly at the edges, the notes of that Great Song sour, melodies as threadbare as my dress. These old bones tingle and pop. Thousands of sun cycles have passed since the Children of Danu drove the Children of Domnu into darkness at the end of the Second Battle of Moytura. On that Plain of Towers, the Tuatha's victory over the Fomorians promised a world of seeming infinite growth to those who took the world from the Tuatha. Humans alone rule this long arc of the Song, but the third, and final crescendo of this age hastens. Battle defined the last Triune, while Scholarship ruled the first. I see a new plane of towers in a faraway land. Towers of metal and glass clumped on the land like a forest. The Tuatha and even the Sidhe return to the Green World, and a battle looms. What force will dominate the Third Triune? Will it be another Age of Creation or an Age of Destruction? This I cannot tell. I can only hear the shreiking discord in the crescendo and know the Green World will never be the same.  |
Heironymous AerkindThe ogre proprietor of the Fògradh Lodge has accumulated a library so vast it stretches beneath the magical pub the full length and breadth of Forest Park and several levels deep. Inside the Sólás Athenaeum are volumes on history, magic, and literature from even the Undying Lands. Just don't ask him how he procured such singular works. Within these pages are excerpts from a handful of the books housed within the Athenaeum. Categories |
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