Element Animals: Legends Rising

VIII - In Which the Prophecy of the Element Animals is Translated

Perhaps just a figment of my overactive imagination, but there's an inkling of...

"You mean you don't know?!"

...a prophecy.

"Yes, I don't know!"

A prophecy about a subject millions of years old, one so basic every animal knows it...

"Why then did I assume you did?!"

The Ieoiecae och te Etlesmyeut Auismyatls in the ancient language, or the Prophecy of the Element Animals. And so it begins:

Etlesmyeuts och choue, subjects och gtlorichied tloe,
do, as totld, iu te ieace atltl, tlutltl'd--
te quest saved chor tesmy, a eiddeu gesmy
twiultliug teouge ceatiou, wite'u eveae uatiou;
te gicht teat evea uiou biete is gichted.
But tlo! is so chagitle, aud its desteoctor so agitle,
teat, iu au iustaut, is toeu, uot resistaut
aud te auismyalt eost--joius te Eotlae Geost.

Uow to stoi te desteuctiou och eveae choetotld
aud to save te Tlaud och Beigeteose aud atltl och its gotld,
te och geat iowe seatltl esmybael ou a joueuae
uediug teose beave och soutl aud uatue's attoeuae. 

Te joueuae begius wite a sismytle, tliget batttle
we oue goes aweae aud tueus cheosmy te mauttle
aud sou becosmyes eugeae aud teu becosmyes teiestae,
but esmyaius uqueuced aud teu tueus to, chiesttlae,
te couteotltliug och smyiuds aud te ceitltliug och soutls
aud teu to, chiuatltlae, te iowe aucieut eotlds.

Chew ceatues iowechutl euouge cau chace te oue, stoi te oue.
But teae teae smyiget; stae detesmyiued, oe te wae is atleadae wou.

Te chiuatl batttle occues ou a itlace, so eige
it tlies eiddeu asmyoug te ctlouds uiou te twitliget uige,

aud seatltl eud iu sitleuce as teicl as te chog

teat witltl cove te Tlaud och Beigeteose aud be beoleu bae sobs.

Aud uow aeou luow och te etlesmyeuts choue,
weo esmybaeled ou a teauetl, as smyeutioued achoe,
aud sosmye weo casmye bacl, victoeious aet tlost,
weitle teausmyatized chosmy au useu cost.

Uow ed smyae woeds caechutltlae as I chiuise teis--
aud bewae och te cousequeuces aeou smgue eave smyissdd.

Translated, it would be:

Elements of four, subjects of glorified lore,
do, as told, in the peace all lull'd--
the quest saved for them, a hidden gem
twinkling through creation, with'n every nation,
the gift that every upon birth is gifted.
But lo! is so fragile, and its destructor so agile,
that, in an instant, is torn, not resistant
and the animal host--joins the Holy Ghost.

Now to stop the destruction of every fortold
and to save the Land of Brightrose and all of its gold,
three of great power shall embark on a journey
needing those brave of soul and nature's attorney.

The journey begins with a simple, light battle

where one goes awry and turns from the mantle
and soon becomes hungry and then becomes thirsty,
but remains unquenched and then turns to, firstly,
the controlling of minds and the chilling of souls
and turns to, finally, the power ancient holds.

Few creatures powerful enough can face the one, stop the one.
But try they might; stay determined, or the war is already won.

The final battle occurs on a place, so high
it lies hidden among the clouds upon the twilight nigh,
and shall end in silence as thick as a fog
that will cover the Land of Brightrose and be broken by sobs.

And now you know of the elements four,
who embarked on a travel, as mentioned afore,
and some who came back, victorious yet lost,
while traumatized from an unseen cost.

Now heed my words carefully as I finish this--
and beware of the consequences that you may have missed.

I sat up, my eyes snapping open to peer at Silentwing's and Bramble's concerned, surprised faces. They gaped at me, and I grinned at them. "Howdy. What did I miss?"