..
Thank you for taking the time to visit; enjoy the posts...
SHAY: First Priest or Prophet? (Claimed by both)
FROM:
THE WATCHER'S BOOK: The Book of Tales:
Shay called out, “Yo stranger, is there
something wrong; something you need?” Suddenly to his shock the cloaked man
burst into flames. There was no fright, no crying out or any reaction of pain
from the stranger. The man kept walking
down the stone road as though nothing had occurred. Several steps later, and still he continued walking
down the road, albeit consumed in fire. There was no reaction from the torched
man to the shock of the farmer Shay.
Shay ran to the stranger to help put out
the fire. He called out, “For God’s sake man – let me help you!”
In that moment the roaring figure of the
burning man was utterly extinguished. The only remaining form was filled with a
boiling, wisp of smoke. As the farmer
approached and stopped, the once figure of a man calmly turned to face the sure
footed farmer and said, “For God’s sake”? Yes, yes you may help. Stand still oh child of man and know before
whom you are now standing for it is I myself; Illuva, the One and Always. I am
that one you feared most, and in a lifetime have come to know the least. I call
you, oh child of man to go and tell them who have corrupted the deeds of my
name and they are warned to turn from their wicked ways!” With that the smoke form
was gone before the wide eyes of the poor farmer. Shay stood all alone on the road.
Rising from where he had been bowed in
prayer, Shay realized he had just seen a vision. Many wagons and people were passing along on
either side of the stone road, going to and from both cities. Looking down at the place where he was
standing, Shay saw that the very pave stones were deeply scorched. Passerby’s stared at him strangely. One called out, “Fool, stop burning things!”
Forgetting all else he returned home back to
Mithar. Upon telling what happened to
him to his wife; Anya said, “You are very gifted and a blessed husbandman, but
why would the Creator manifest himself so and speak to a poor man like you and
not unto the king?”
“Because,” came a voice from the door way,
“of your humility, my friend.” It was
Olma the candle maker.
“Forgive me for not having yet purchased the
supplies as you requested,” Shay said.
“It is alright,” replied the merchant. Entering the home upon Shay’s welcoming, Olma
continued, “So, this visionary figure of yours called himself ‘Illuva’?”
“Yes,” Shay did not back down, as his
conviction grew, “Would you accompany me along the wall-stone road to see for
yourself the place of meeting? I did not
burn the pave stones nor did another man melt them on that way.”
“I do not know who burned them either, for
all we have is your say so, and others will call you mad or a dreamer, perhaps
both,” Olma said disbelieving. Adding, “It is just a curious thing you call the
Father of All as opposed to one of the Vala. I mean-”
“If you believe me or not is no care to me,
I simply shared my experience. If it
makes you happy or offends you, that is no matter to me. As me – and my wife, we shall praise Illuva
as the One and Always, for he far exceeds any of the Vala whom he sang into
being. They were his children and we his
grandchildren. The Vala made us but we
were only gifts back to him from them! Amazing
as those angels are, they should not be worshiped as Illuva alone should be,
for he is God!” Shay said as Anya
embraced him.
Olma replied, ‘I am not offended by the
faith of your experience, Shay. Not
everyone has had your vision. I have not
had such, but you tell it as you wish I only give you caution is doing so.”
Olma smiled and left the home, disbelieving in his heart.
Two weeks later Olma and another man,
Vethdema by name journeyed together from Mithar to Lindol for a council meeting
to strengthen trade between to two cities. Olma relayed the story he had overheard
the farmer Shay telling his wife, and he asked Vethdema what he thought of the
matter. As Olma was talking, the two of
them came upon the very melted place of which he spoke. The pave stones, that once made up the first outer
wall of Mithar were deeply scorched. The
two men stopped where they stood.
Before Vethdema could speak in turn, there
suddenly came shaft of light from heaven bursting through the clouds. Everyone along the road stopped as well to
gaze upon the wonder, for in that moment a flaming stone was hurled to the
ground below. Out beyond the road beside
Vethdema, the ground burst open wide with fire leaving a gaping hole twice as
broad and deep as a wagon! From the pit’s
dying fire a pillar of black smoke rose up.
Before everyone, the boiling pillar of smoke took to shape of a man, not
its form.
From this brief story beginning, other versions were added and expanded to about the character Shay, the poor farmer who 'saw God'. In, The Book of Priests, the Priesthood claimed him as the forerunner of Vethdema, the first declared priest. Yet, later it was the first Elder-Lord High Priest, Vethdema who had Shay killed for speaking against the King Vendumar. Still, in The Book of Prophets, it is expanded that he was the forerunner of Kashon, the first declared Prophet.
FIRST spoken by Shay and often quoted: "Mighty are the scales that balance either way in the hands of God; who knows the heart of man." ~Mereith to Fayendar.
From this brief story beginning, other versions were added and expanded to about the character Shay, the poor farmer who 'saw God'. In, The Book of Priests, the Priesthood claimed him as the forerunner of Vethdema, the first declared priest. Yet, later it was the first Elder-Lord High Priest, Vethdema who had Shay killed for speaking against the King Vendumar. Still, in The Book of Prophets, it is expanded that he was the forerunner of Kashon, the first declared Prophet.
FIRST spoken by Shay and often quoted: "Mighty are the scales that balance either way in the hands of God; who knows the heart of man." ~Mereith to Fayendar.
THE VILE OF SORROW
It was said on the day Lord Symodare passed
away that his granddaughter, Lyreah took and collected the mournful tears of
everyone who remained behind because of him.
On the anniversary of his loss the vile of sorrow radiates with its own
light to remember the joy he brought everyone who knew him."
..
Labels:
Lord Symodare,
Lyreah,
My story,
THE VILE OF SORROW,
The Watchers Book
SHANA
A child fell into a well. It was on a high holy day of no work as all
the villagers stood around looking down the well. They cried and welled at being able not to do
anything. If this had happened on any other day, they exclaimed.
A woman, named Aerie drew close to the
well. Pushing her way through the crowds
she looked into it. At the bottom of the
near empty cavern the child called out for help for the last time and then
expired. The mother moaned all the more at
the pitiful act as the father poured dirt over his crying face.
Aerie came to the parents of the child and
said, “Shana says she only wanted to retrieve the last bit of water from this
near empty well her sick brother, Nonah back home. In falling in she was left all alone by the
people she knew and loved the most.”
The father cried out, “It is a holy day of no
work and we are forbidden even in this to do!”
The mother asked through tears, “How do you
know this and their names?”
Aerie answered, “God knows. Rejoice for both shall be saved this day if
only you give faith that it be so.” The
mother nodded, and then continued crying.
Waving her hand in the direction of the near empty well, Aerie said, “God
is the water of Life,” With that she walked away and headed to Mithar and
Lindol.
In that very moment the astonished people of
Sinjar pulled away from the well as a crowd, for it overflowed with an
abundance of fresh water. Rushing out of
the well came also the body of the six year old little girl, Shana. Both mother and father embraced their living
daughter, praising God above for the miracle done at the word of Aerie.
Beginning the Word by Word writing...
THE
WATCHERS
[Translated: Sinenya ‘Elvish’]
1 Herein lies the requiem of Middle-Earth’s
parting elves, and the days that
1 Hans cata om’Miogarder oaks ilel, uom ahemal tanya
followed thereafter.
I Adoromeir do give an account of those who stayed
2 yineany cestwatata
. Ye Adoromeir tynisa un nahur om thoyus
banwe yiudveal
behind after the great departure of that vast fleet of
swan-carved ships that
3 aedil neny som tura unaerush o’tanya rashef luksima om’elque
cular tanya
sailed beyond the twin peaks of bay of Luhun.
4 yi`weran tar som`zeses molu om`aelon om`Luhun.
Of all the
true-born elves who refused to forsake Middle-Earth, twenty-
5 en`ilya som`munona ah`ilel banwe yi`avaw arqueta Miogarder,
a`zeyes-
one chose to remain on the shores of men, and watched their
loved ones
6 er tyasa n`vial ah`itas om`ner, um yi`rulan ron yi`avas er
sail
away on that last night.
7 weran kelo on`tanya tora kanus.
2 These
are the names of those who forever became known simply as The
8 Eska am som iste oeska banwe cruslae lost sinwa hraia ira som
Watchers.
9 Arnuss.
Beirdan and his
wife, the Lady Holmath, and three of their eight sons:
10 Beirdan um ho ondos, som galay Holmath, um
ses om ron suz ah`yondo:
Adoromeir, Finomal, Nathveiren, and Kielmeth their only
sister. Their five
11 Adoromeir, Finomal, Nathveiren, um Kielmeth ron veor nisu. Ron kes
other siblings chose to leave aboard the swan-carved ships
of Cirdan the III.
12 owma ah`wenyo tyasa viks som yi`culor celmore om Cirdan som
ses.
With them were:
Galadir and his wife, the Lady Valinada.
Seven years
13 Yassen toun ga: Galadir um ho ondos, som Valinada. Zuz ah`anul
after the great departure, Nadan was the first born among
that new era.
14 Neny som tura unaerush, Nadan naea som
er`nona nutmin tanya bon heare.
With them were:
Elhuron and his wife, the Lady Lillikiss and her unborn
15 Yassen toun ga: Elhuron um ho, som ga Lillikiss um bo
nona`ful
child, which later died in the pangs of labor. Elhuron grew dark and hard
16 brek yaita luta ydath esm nuste om
guru. Elhuron Moala kana um serde
hearted against having stayed behind. He took his own life by dagger’s blade after
the passing of his wife and child.
With them were:
Symodare, Searifim, and Lyreah. Symodare
was counted as the oldest, being one hundred twenty years of age! He had been born in the golden woods of Lothlorien,
and arrived at the Grey Havens; later renamed Mithar. At the
last moment it was he who first refused to go aboard those awaiting ships. Symodare was counted as the First of the
Watchers. It was Symodare who convinced
Vendumar that a presence of elvendom should remain somewhere in the realm of
men; even if it was only to be as a reminder of the Ancient ways.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
LINKS
- > A BOOK OF SCROLLS (an epic novel)
- > Ancestry TREE
- > BOOK: Mental States: A Poet's Journey
- > CAPPS - Work Related
- > Flickr
- > INSURANCE:Liberty Mutual (Renter's)
- > Internet Movie Data Base
- > Michael T. Smith
- > MOVIE Trailers
- > Musings of A Poet
- > OFFICIAL WEB SITE for David DeLane Snow
- > Our History's Name
- > Photobucket
- > Wikipedia


















