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==Excerpts== |
==Excerpts== |
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| − | {{quote|'Tis said it was warm in the land far away<br> |
+ | {{quote|'Tis said it was warm in the land far away<br><!-- |
| − | When Voidbringers entered our songs.<br> |
+ | -->When Voidbringers entered our songs.<br><!-- |
| − | We brought them home to stay<br> |
+ | -->We brought them home to stay<br><!-- |
| − | And then those homes became their own,<br> |
+ | -->And then those homes became their own,<br><!-- |
| − | It happened gradually.<br> |
+ | -->It happened gradually.<br><!-- |
| − | And years ahead 'twil still be said '’tis how it has to be. |
+ | -->And years ahead 'twil still be said '’tis how it has to be. |
|12th stanza{{epigraph ref|sa2|30}}}} |
|12th stanza{{epigraph ref|sa2|30}}}} |
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| − | {{quote|Smokeform for hiding and slipping between men.<br> |
+ | {{quote|Smokeform for hiding and slipping between men.<br><!-- |
| − | A form of power, like human Surges.<br> |
+ | -->A form of power, like human Surges.<br><!-- |
| − | Bring it 'round again.<br> |
+ | -->Bring it 'round again.<br><!-- |
| − | Though crafted of gods,<br> |
+ | -->Though crafted of gods,<br><!-- |
| − | It was by Unmade hand.<br> |
+ | -->It was by Unmade hand.<br><!-- |
| − | Leaves its force to be but one of foe or friend. |
+ | -->Leaves its force to be but one of foe or friend. |
|127th stanza{{epigraph ref|sa2|25}}}} |
|127th stanza{{epigraph ref|sa2|25}}}} |
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Revision as of 20:15, 22 May 2015
| Song of Histories | |
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| Related to | Parshendi |
| World of Origin | Roshar |
The Song of Histories is one of songs detailing the oral history of the listeners.
Excerpts
“'Tis said it was warm in the land far away
When Voidbringers entered our songs.
We brought them home to stay
And then those homes became their own,
It happened gradually.
And years ahead 'twil still be said '’tis how it has to be. ”—12th stanza[1]
“Smokeform for hiding and slipping between men.
A form of power, like human Surges.
Bring it 'round again.
Though crafted of gods,
It was by Unmade hand.
Leaves its force to be but one of foe or friend. ”—127th stanza[2]
Notes
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