The Eight Anecdotes of Perakeluin

Post » Fri Dec 06, 2013 6:17 pm

I posted this on http://www.reddit.com/r/teslore/ over the past two days. Thought you all might want to read it as well. I hope you all enjoy it, at the least. I'm not done yet, still six more to go.

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Anecdote One, "The Shedding of Peryite"

It was only after the echoes of the terrible fight between the IS and IS NOT of the universe ceased when the fledging spirits decided to take on forms from their various blood-spots. But they were rather horrible at taking permanent bodies, and they constantly failed and succeeded and failed and succeeded over and over again.

One spirit in particular took no interest in the forming and the un-forming. He had chosen the name of Aka, and would have rather stayed within his blood-spot. However, several ages past and none of the other spirits ever stayed in one form for to long, and this made Aka bored and angry at the same time (for he was rather short-tempered in those days too).
“This is stupid and you are all stupid,” Aka yelled loud enough that the spirits all the way in the back of the Place-That-Was-Not-Really-There could hear him. “Now, see me try.”
And without thinking at all Aka jumped up from his blood-spot and took on the form of a whopping dragon and suddenly Time kicked into the Place-That-Was-Not-Really-There, spreading outwards from Aka’s own body. The other spirits were so awed by this display that they began to do what Aka did and were finally able to take on permanent forms like he did, and everyone was pretty freaking happy.
But as Time rolled out into the Aurbis (the name the know-it-all Magnus had given the Place-That-Was-Not-Really-There) Aka’s body began to grow very thin, and with surprise he found himself trapped underneath the horrendous weight of Time, with the other spirits trapped underneath him.
“Oh crap,” the Dragon said, causing more Time to flow into the Aurbis. “I overdid it, and now I’m far too stretched out! If I don’t stop Time from spreading I’ll collapse, and we’ll have to start all over again.”
But from underneath his belly Aka heard a voice, and he peered one of his eyes downward to see his Y’ffre and his friend Z’en. The Dragon slowly lifted himself upwards ever so slightly, and the two were able to hop along the edges of Time until they jumped unto Aka’s eye and sat.
“Ouch!” the Dragon bellowed. “What do you two want?”
“Shush you arrogant dragon and just listen,” Z’en said, causing Aka to bare his teeth and let out more streams of Time. “We do not want to spend the rest of creation stuck underneath your scaly stomach.”
“So we came up with an idea,” Y’ffre said, rapping Aka hard on the mouth and causing him to close his mouth and halt the Time flooding. “If you shed the pieces of yourself that you don’t like, then you and the sheddings can share Time equally and we could all move about freely again.”
Aka thought of this idea, and while he didn’t like the idea of shedding parts of himself, he liked the idea of moving again. “Fine, I’ll do this. Now get off my eye,” the Dragon groaned and Y’ffre and Z’en jumped away.
And Aka remembered how he didn’t want creatia to end, so he shed the very End of Time from his being first. He also happened to being thinking of his hurting tummy while doing this, and that shedding became known as Alduin.
And then Aka remembered what Z’en had said about him being arrogant, and so that was the second thing he shed. This shedding was constantly wishing for his own time to come, and it became known as Auri-El.
And then Aka remembered how he lived in the moment of his own formation, and that was the third thing he shed. This shedding was always energetic and happy, and it became known as Alkosh.
And it was after all this shedding that Aka realized he could move about freely again, and he grew very happy. The other spirits grew happy too, and they crawled out from underneath Aka’s giant tummy to do their own thing. Aka was about to go have fun too when the super-tidy spirit known as Jyggalag walked up to him.
“Aka!” he cried out indignantly. “You have unleashed much chaos into the Places-Not-Really-Here. Fix it!”
“Magnus would much rather have you use the term Aurbis; you know how upset he gets when we don’t use his new words.”
“You need to reestablish the natural order of things you so carelessly messed up.”
Aka yawned. “I thought that was your job?”
“It is too much a job for me to handle alone! Your first shedding-son Alduin eats things left to right, your second shedding-son Auri-El keeps getting in our way, and let’s not get started on your third shedding-son Alkosh. He keeps breaking things!”
“What do you want me to do about it?”
“I don’t know. Think of something!”
Aka frowned, and then his eyes brightened.. “I know! I’ll just shed another part of myself to keep the other sheddings in line.”
And so Aka shed the orderly nature of Time from his being (which was a slightly small piece), and this shed became known as Peryite, who was likewise smaller than his shed-brothers. But Peryite had a big heart, and Aka gave him the most important job of all; to watch over all of the other spirits and know what they were doing at all times. Then Aka went to sleep, because all that self-shedding would make any spirit tired, and didn’t wake up for many centuries.
So Peryite descended from the side of his father-shedder who was also his brother and settled on his nose, and looked upon the chaos that was the Aurbis and said one word:
“Drat.”
END OF SONG ONE.
Anecdote Two, "Peryite Lies For Alduin"
It came a time during the early days of the Aurbis when Peryite was doing the duties that his father-shedder-brother Aka had assigned him when Magnus leaped to the Little Dragon looking very panicked.
“I can’t find my Tome of New Words!” he shouted so loud that the other spirits (which Magnus had went around calling Et’Ada) grabbed ahold of their ears and went to their secret places.
“You have a Tome of New Words?” Peryite said from his perch upon his shedder-father-brother’s nose, looking very much confused. “Wait, what’s a Tome of New Words?”
Magnus threw up his arms and began waving them around. “Well, it’s… a Tome. Of New Words. If we don’t find it, we’ll forget the meaning of the all words we created and we would all become dumb!”
The Et’Ada shivered from the sheer thought of knowledge becoming useless, but Peryite frowned, because he thought Magnus was being extremely materialistic.
“Why can’t you just make a New Tome of New Words?” he asked politely.
“Because I might not be able to remember all the new words in the old tome, and the new tome would be incomplete. And besides, New Tome of New Words doesn’t have the exact ring to it that Tome of New Words has.”
Peryite sighed, but agreed to Magnus’ request mostly to put the spirit’s mind at ease but also because that was the job his father-shedder-brother had given him. And so the Little Dragon flew around the Aurbis and began asking everyone if they had seen the Tome of New Words.
First he went to his good friend Jyggalag, who was busy straightening various pieces of the Aurbis he thought was messy.
“Have you seen Magnus’ Tome of New Words?” Peryite asked him while he was taking a break from all the straightening. “He seems to have misplaced it and he doesn’t know what happened to it.”
“I’ve never seen a Tome of New Words,” Jyggalag replied. “But if you help me finish my straightening I’ll tell you who might though.”
And so Peryite helped his friend finish his straightening, which was actually more difficult than he thought it would be. After this was finished Jyggalag told the Little Dragon that he heard Molag Bal say something about a tome, but he wasn’t very sure.
Peryite frowned because he didn’t very much like Bal, but he flew nevertheless to the spirit, who was too busy bossing around other spirits because he was just mean.
When Molag saw Peryite approaching he lifted his finger and laughed. “Look, it’s the Little Dragon and he has decided to come out and play. Do you wish to play a game with me, Little Dragon?”
Peryite had heard all about Bal’s ‘games’ and knew that they were very cruel and mean, and he wanted no part in them. “Just tell me where the Tome of New Words are at, and I’ll leave you be.”
“Oh, I know all about that dumb little book Magnus wrote,” Bal grinned nastily. “But if you want to know where it is at you must beat me at a new game I just came up with. If I win, you owe me a favor. If you win, I’ll tell you want you want.”
“Absolutely not!” Peryite spat. “Your games are not games at all, but brawls and sadness. You will tell me what I want or I’ll wake up my father-shedder-brother and he’ll get you.” And this made Bal very afraid, and he told Peryite that he had seen the Tome with Alduin when they were playing a game.
This shocked Peryite, because Alduin and Magnus were very good friends, and they would often go leaping around the edges of time together when they got bored. And so the Little Dragon flew to find Alduin, who was sitting on a bunch of nothingness with a very fat belly.
“Hello little brother,” Alduin said with a burp. “How are you doing?”
“Where is Magnus’ Tome of New Words?” Peryite said sharply, because he was quite tired from all the flying around. “Molag Bal told me that you had it.”
Alduin’s eyes went very big and he shifted on his feet. “That idea is preposterous! What in the ever so slightest gave you that notion?”
Peryite frowned because he didn’t understand most of the words his brother had said. Suddenly, a deep feeling of unease entered his mind.
“You…ate the Tome didn’t you, Alduin?” said the Little Dragon, and he stared directly into Alduin’s eyes until his eldest brother gave in.
“I didn’t mean too!”
“How could you?!”
“Blame the hunger our father gave to me. Me and Magnus had just finished leaping around as usual when we both stopped, and he pulled out the tome to write in a new word. And then Z’en came and asked him to teach him a new word, and I suddenly grew horribly hungry and next thing I knew the tome was sliding down my gullet.”
Peryite was outraged. “I can’t believe you did that! Now how will we all learn new things to say? I need to tell Magnus immediately so he’ll know what happened to his tome.”
“Please don’t!” Alduin cried out. “He is my greatest friend and I don’t want him to get mad at me. Just tell him the tome got destroyed some different way.”
Peryite really wanted to tell Magnus what had happened, but at the same time he didn’t want to see his eldest brother lose his friend. So the Little Dragon decided to break order just this once and went back to Magnus.
“Did you find my Tome?” the Et’Ada asked anxiously, and Peryite (his mind still filled with doubts, however) told his lie about how the Tome had been destroyed while he was helping Jyggalag straighten out the Aurbis. Magnus was very sad about this, but cheered up when he thought of all the new words he could come up with alongside the old ones. And Alduin and Peryite helped him, because they felt guilty about their lie, even though Alduin had to control his words.
END OF SONG TWO.
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Post » Fri Dec 06, 2013 11:05 pm

Peryite, the overburdened hero of the Dawn. I love this. Also, that connection between Alduin and Magnus leaping around the edges of Time as best friends was rather amusing.

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Post » Sat Dec 07, 2013 2:57 am

I like it

Just two things left me wondering:

First, in what sense are these "songs?"

Second, what voice is this in? What race does the myth come from? Is it a children's story?

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