When stars had shone,
Upon the House Érdh-Keyün,
Tis' days long past,
And so, much hast
Been lost of the tale of Kyn-Griffin:
Part I
When all the world in Steward's keeping,
T'was when the Giant, old and sleeping,
T'was when the Stars were not yet weeping,
When all the world in Steward's keeping,
Dawn-light ran down rivers deepening,
of Mount Sandoran, and through the evening,
Waded through the lands awakening,
Dawn-light ran down rivers deepening,
Men then heard wind-song and the glint of the stream-lings,
And the green of the grass and the stars set a gleaming!
Though, "Folly!", cry men of our day, in our deeming,
But the Old saw it not, or not at all seeming,
Like children were they in they in the land of the fay-lings,
When Seamen of old went gallantly sailing,
When kin came from far, with good tidings hailing,
Like children were they in the land of the fay-lings,
T'was then when the Sky Lords of old were appearing
Who flew like the wind, and with the wind, hearing
The sounds of the sky and the hope on their wings,
T'was then when the Sky Lords of old were appearing!
Part II
Like torch ablaze were the Griffin Kings,
Who flew to find Mount San-T'Noran,
With tales of sorrow and of hope on their wings,
The came with shereth, and brought Numan!
NOT FINISHED! MUST EXTEND IN THE NEXT EDIT!
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