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aldersprigFor inventrix's Prompt.
Names from Fourteen Minutes' name generator
"In the beginning, there was Earth." Xaving opened the ancient scroll and showed her students the long lines of text. "The mystics will tell you that the first thing was the Tears of Anaeul, that dripped upon the sands of the first seat at Homecome and Tailspun."
Rudomicaron, whose parents were deep into the Anaeulian cult, frowned up at Xaving, but the other students just giggled. It was a discredit cult for the most part, which paid little heed to science or rational thought and sought to destroy old historical records that contradicted its teachings.
Xaving continued. "The priests in their spires will tell you that we all came from Nilam, where the gods were born." She had more students consecrated to the spire than to Anaeul; they wriggled and squirmed on their benches. They were good students and kept listening.
"The scientists in the catacombs and the scholars in the archives will tell you that we were born on Eugermel, and spread from there in the Time Of Space Flight to Nilam, to Anaeul-home, to Racio, and here, to Margill. They have some truth in them, as do the mystics, as do the priests. They all remember some fraction of it, or choose to tell some fraction of it."
Dorick, who had been consecrated to the spire with full honors and full tithe, could no longer stay quiet. "The priests don't lie to us! The priests of the spire never lie!"
"They do not lie." Xaving held up her hands. "I do not say that anyone lies... simply that they tell a portion of the truth. And the portion that they don't tell... that is Earth."
"Why don't they tell it?" Oisean, one of Xaving's brighter girls, leaned forward. "If it's true. If it all began at Earth?"
"Well, that..." Xaving unrolled the scroll a little further. "That is explained by the exodus."
"The Exodus?" As one, her students leaned in now. "What happened in the Exodus?"
Xaving continued to unroll the scroll, stroking her fingers on the painted surface. "That, children, is our lesson today. Learn it well. One day, it will be you in the spires, you under the stars, you in the catacombs and the archives. And then the world will recall the truth."
inventrix's Prompt.Names from Fourteen Minutes' name generator
"In the beginning, there was Earth." Xaving opened the ancient scroll and showed her students the long lines of text. "The mystics will tell you that the first thing was the Tears of Anaeul, that dripped upon the sands of the first seat at Homecome and Tailspun."
Rudomicaron, whose parents were deep into the Anaeulian cult, frowned up at Xaving, but the other students just giggled. It was a discredit cult for the most part, which paid little heed to science or rational thought and sought to destroy old historical records that contradicted its teachings.
Xaving continued. "The priests in their spires will tell you that we all came from Nilam, where the gods were born." She had more students consecrated to the spire than to Anaeul; they wriggled and squirmed on their benches. They were good students and kept listening.
"The scientists in the catacombs and the scholars in the archives will tell you that we were born on Eugermel, and spread from there in the Time Of Space Flight to Nilam, to Anaeul-home, to Racio, and here, to Margill. They have some truth in them, as do the mystics, as do the priests. They all remember some fraction of it, or choose to tell some fraction of it."
Dorick, who had been consecrated to the spire with full honors and full tithe, could no longer stay quiet. "The priests don't lie to us! The priests of the spire never lie!"
"They do not lie." Xaving held up her hands. "I do not say that anyone lies... simply that they tell a portion of the truth. And the portion that they don't tell... that is Earth."
"Why don't they tell it?" Oisean, one of Xaving's brighter girls, leaned forward. "If it's true. If it all began at Earth?"
"Well, that..." Xaving unrolled the scroll a little further. "That is explained by the exodus."
"The Exodus?" As one, her students leaned in now. "What happened in the Exodus?"
Xaving continued to unroll the scroll, stroking her fingers on the painted surface. "That, children, is our lesson today. Learn it well. One day, it will be you in the spires, you under the stars, you in the catacombs and the archives. And then the world will recall the truth."
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Date: 2012-05-16 03:58 am (UTC)Typo: "It was a discredit cult"
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Date: 2012-05-17 10:38 pm (UTC)I sort of yoinked the idea from @Rix_Scaedu
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