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Posted on: March | Posted on: March 30, 2011 | ||
<pre> | <pre>(Inspired by the statue of Maran La'Saen in Shallam and performed on the | ||
occasion of the 300th Anniversary of Lord Pentharian's ascension.) | |||
"Speak always with truth, justice, and mercy" | |||
The powerful voice of our High Priest. | |||
Seldom clothed in Basilican shadows, | |||
Waxen pale, he faces east. | |||
Beneath its soaring spires and angels, | |||
Creation's marble Seraph stands | |||
Beside the Zaphar river wild, | |||
A gleaming mace proud in his hands. | |||
Falling on his gold-veined cheek, | |||
A single braid, carved unique. | |||
His eyes with grace and wisdom speak, | |||
"Noble Vizier, your Virtue keep." | |||
The | Patriarch of Angels serene, | ||
Two score years, he served the Guild. | |||
How could this marble, fair figurine | |||
Begin to hold his wisdom distilled. | |||
Sultan gracious, Shallam united, | |||
Crown of Ithmia's ally became. | |||
Jewel of the East, you shone not blighted | |||
By turmoil and treason, under his name. | |||
Sahart's legacy, you'll uphold, | |||
The northern heretics will fold, | |||
Darkness and Evil gain no foothold, | |||
This La'Saen's legacy, lasting two-fold. | |||
Such greatness could not linger here, | |||
The Prime Material Plane too small. | |||
His destiny, grasped with no fear: | |||
To Lord Deucalion went his bold call. | |||
On churning clouds, Maran's spirit rises. | |||
No sermon but this could teach us why | |||
Divine limitations defy sacrifices. | |||
Face twisting in sorrow, His tears fill the sky. | |||
A final gasp, the priest's death betrays, | |||
Below that moon's malevolent phase | |||
Attracting One's benevolent gaze | |||
Whose ears received the sound, in praise. | |||
Boiling earth and seas, then peace. | |||
Balance and Twilight shed Their essence | |||
To one for whom life had to cease. | |||
Ourania blessed him with iridescence; | |||
The ultimate favour, no truer be. | |||
Creation summed could not match the roar | |||
That heralded fair the Logos' decree: | |||
Deserving, He'll rouse as Maran no more. | |||
Though this Divine is born of none, | |||
The Father of Lies will call Him son. | |||
Thus with His golden reign begun, | |||
Pentharian, the Righteous, arise! | |||
Imbued with mortal memories clear, | |||
Bathed in soft Cerulean light, | |||
The fire of goodness within His stare, | |||
The essence of Valour within mortal sight. | |||
Hearest Thee the sound of rejoicing? | |||
Elysia welcomes their new Father home, | |||
Praises and worship each paladin voicing, | |||
Prayers for His ears in every priest's tome. | |||
Forget we not his legacy mortal, | |||
For Honour lives in each Shallam heart. | |||
This statue graven is Maran immortal; | |||
Immortal Pentharian, his fate from the start.</pre> | |||
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