Growth Of A Tsol

By: Kaelyn Posted on: November 04, 2010

Under the canopy of the forest of old,

Where stories of basilisks and fairies are told,

A babe is born, into the race of the wood,

Proud faced passing over those who stood.

(A'al laathkail aa-noorala,

Nanakh shurukh sa ama'saara lamqad,

Kai an a qui a-tlaiaqaal,

Qamad diela amhu tuqad.)

Eyes of the ocean, hair of the deep,

Skin fairer than snow, these features she will keep.

A mind undiscovered, an intelligence unknown,

Her race is the only certainty to be shown.

(Isil at a-saara, tuukha at a-tah'maal,

Huin Tsol shuun, huin sennad ruganala.

Niena noorala, an iaraana noorala,

Huin Tsol a-suremekh an naitzed.)

Aging inside this village so quaint,

Frolicking with those who bear no vicious taint,

Humans pass through and she hides herself away,

Told to keep seperate, she will obey.

(Morud an tannakh miero,

Maiaan nahu andam suremekh,

Qui'silon an sa huin haara huin atin,

Lamqad an atin, huin tsalaisa.)

Understanding through practice, and lessons learned,

She gains the abilities that she's earned,

Praise from her mother, and King Tu'eras too,

From child to apprentice she turned, and they all knew.

(Anar an-praana, sa anar la'naa,

Huin a-anar mala huin er'laan,

Boora huin maana, sa Maialad Tu'eras an,

Kai an anar huin, naha tanad.)

Now wittling her sticks to make many a stave,

Her class was chosen, for Oakstone she'd behave.

With the elements in her grasp, and a powerful mind,

She began aiding those who were of her kind.

(Balad huin bashan an balad salaq,

Huin anar naitzed, Oakstone huin tsalaisa.

Asa a-ithin in huin naitzed, sa a-hailqas niena,

Huin boinad naha ka huin Tsol.)

Aging on through her teenage years,

She developed her skills through frustrated tears,

Now curious of what was of the outside world,

Her imagination and thoughts whirled, and whirled.

(Morud am huin kai lenhiema,

Huin maina huin ska an thiesekh saiha'hiema,

Ca'ar sa a-aan'la har'bain,

Huin niena sa tan'a hiela, sa hiela.

Taking a stand against the traditions within,

She took it upon herself to make the biggest sin,

Pack over shoulder, she left her home here,

All this accomplished in her eighteenth year.

(Andad a morain a-al'tran'an,

Huin andad i'il huin an balad maara suremekh,

Palan i'il a-kharan, huin atmalqad huin balan,

Uraiad huin sieda-m'a-iin'a lenhiema.)

Graceful features of a woman grown,

With beliefs and understandings gained from her home,

Striding through the cold, her staff as her light,

She was finally free of restrictions, and took flight.

(Ravaana ama morain,

Tsalaisa sa ulan'a andad an huin balan,

Malad a-falaq, huin salaq huin aim,

Huin tlalaiad ruganala, sa tzin.)

Joining the city that was closest to her home,

She pledged her oath on a dusty old tome,

Now guarded by a dragon of strong, mighty blue,

She now sought the wisest thing to do.

(Elud balan mala thur an huin balan,

Huin tsalaisa huin tsalaisa hailad koro,

Mandad sumur tsuura agi,

Huin naitzed a-pala an tanad.)

Now selecting a House of strength, equality and giving,

She learned what it was to truly be living,

With friends, family and a world to explore,

She began to understand what it was she was for.

(Naitzed a balan tsuura, qamad sa andad,

Huin naitzed an laiad,

Tsol sa a-balan an naitzed,

Huin laid an anar sa ala huin ala fa.)

Such a choice of paths before her, laid out to be seen,

A scholar? A warrior? Both, with a mind so keen.

The future untold, and her destiny respun,

Her decision for freedom to never be undone.

(Naitzed malad na'ai huin, n'ai-naitzed,

Pala? Qui'anar? Na'an a-niena morain.

Noorala na'lamqad, sa huin niena raana,

Huin laid tzin an na tuad.)