The Prophecy of the Lord
Here now, the tale of The Prophecy; the original. The only one that matters for this world, the realm of Midgard. Though it didn’t even have that name when the prophecy was uttered. It was an idyllic world, lush with flora and fauna. Dragons ruled the landscape, carving up territories and thriving on the natural magic of the world.
Through the Dragon’s dreams, Underhill formed and connected with Tyr Na Linnormr and through that connection, the Faefolk came to Midgard. They also thrived in the abundance of this world and wanted for nothing. The connection to Underhill was strong. Their people could come and go as they pleased. The dragons paid no mind to the lesser creatures that moved in; they enjoyed having a world populated with entertaining subjects.
Before long, the original Faefolk travelers organized into the court of Tuatha Dé. They then formed lesser courts for new coming Faefolk and helped them spread across the globe. The council themselves begat strong family lines to better rule over the courts accordingly. Until the Tuatha Haraphim beast, mother of harpies, grew jealous of the beauty and foresight of the Tuatha Hearthmother lineage.
Haraphim convinced the Tuatha Dé to turn on all who may grow too strong to control. The court split. All those who opposed were killed, or exiled and labeled the fallen lords; the Fomorians. Only a single granddaughter of the Hearthmother survived the great battle. Eventually, the Haraphim beast caught up with her, but before the beast could strike, she made an offer.
For her life, she would focus her foresight and tell the Haraphim beast how to become the sole lord of the Tuatha Dé. Over the course of seven days and nights, she focused, meditating without end. The Haraphim paced impatiently, but did not disturb the seer. On the seventh day, she spoke the prophecy, then vanished like a phantom in the shadows while the mother of harpies puzzled over her words.
Through the Dragon’s dreams, Underhill formed and connected with Tyr Na Linnormr and through that connection, the Faefolk came to Midgard. They also thrived in the abundance of this world and wanted for nothing. The connection to Underhill was strong. Their people could come and go as they pleased. The dragons paid no mind to the lesser creatures that moved in; they enjoyed having a world populated with entertaining subjects.
Before long, the original Faefolk travelers organized into the court of Tuatha Dé. They then formed lesser courts for new coming Faefolk and helped them spread across the globe. The council themselves begat strong family lines to better rule over the courts accordingly. Until the Tuatha Haraphim beast, mother of harpies, grew jealous of the beauty and foresight of the Tuatha Hearthmother lineage.
Haraphim convinced the Tuatha Dé to turn on all who may grow too strong to control. The court split. All those who opposed were killed, or exiled and labeled the fallen lords; the Fomorians. Only a single granddaughter of the Hearthmother survived the great battle. Eventually, the Haraphim beast caught up with her, but before the beast could strike, she made an offer.
For her life, she would focus her foresight and tell the Haraphim beast how to become the sole lord of the Tuatha Dé. Over the course of seven days and nights, she focused, meditating without end. The Haraphim paced impatiently, but did not disturb the seer. On the seventh day, she spoke the prophecy, then vanished like a phantom in the shadows while the mother of harpies puzzled over her words.
Fore the world of humankind
Lays opportunity unbound
Shape the beast’s unruly mind
Ere magic sources scarcely found
Tap unbound energy I saith
Within their focused mind as faith
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