Ljosalfaarlid

Ljosalfaarlid as recorded by the scribe Slein

Translated by Garuman the Monk 3930

Preface: The origins of the Ljosalfaarlid belong to ancient elves of millenia past; the document itself is volumes long and I certainly could spend the rest of my life translating it and never finish it.

However, a specific peice of history caught my eye, and that regards our own history - where the White Elves of the East met the people of the west.

1.

''Hark! The shadow lengthens''

It’s reach from the bowels of the earth grasps

At wisps of memories and a forgotten legacy (history?)

The Queen of the light

Begotten in Radiance

Beautiful to behold

Wonderous to imagine

Her hair is a moonbeam

Her eyes show the stars

Her skin like snowflakes

Fragile but deadly

Queen Starlight!

I bathe in your essence

Your beauty soothes me

Your love carressing

Eternal mother, wise and naked

Decent and sincere

Honest and integral

Queen:

Movement, I thought

So I sent a messenger

And he was taken

So I sent another, and he returned

But his soul was broken

So I gave him to the gods (refers to the elf sacrificed after surviving DemonRak)

2.

Queen:

A mirror I placed

with

[The rest of the manuscript remains untranslated]