On the Rebirth of Mali'aheral

[ImCookiie 1950]

 

 

 

On the Rebirth of Mali'aheral

An Announcement to the Silver State of Taliyu'lin

 

As Issued from the Eternal Dove, Elesia Elervathar

4th of The Amber Cold, Year 286 of the Second Age

 

Our Haelun'or has never been defined by the mere endurance of its marbled walls, or the pristine spirits that dwell within them. For centuries, our ancestors have stood as a quiet monument to a brilliance that felt, temporarily, out of reach. A home recognizable by sight, yet awaiting the return of its true, resonant heartbeat.

 

I had been driven, in the past, by the fierce and unyielding devotion inherent to the blood of my lineage, Dimaethor and Iaria Elervathar. I sought to dictate through the strictures of law. I believed that the structural fractures of our state might be mended by absolute decree, to force our future into alignment. Yet, there is no sterner teacher than our own failure.

 

And so, true preservation must be cultivated from a foundation of absolute clarity and wisdom. Our path is illuminated by the virtue of a steadfast mind, not the imposition of control.

 

It is with profound hope that I witness your ascension, Arasdir Miravaris.
 

 

Unity, as is purity, is disrupted when infidelity prompts a derelict and unfounded peace that contrasts our principles. It is a calling that requires more than mere leadership, a living vanguard of Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya, and the compass with which all mali'aheral must guide themselves. One capable of ensuring that the discord of yesterday allows our golden age tomorrow, and to guard our own from the rot of stagnancy.

 

Let your wisdom be the catalyst that stirs our sacred halls from quietude. After centuries of chaos and war, all factions of the Blessed Bastion of Silver must find an equal goal now, to return their attention yet again towards progress and health, to reign superior as the motherland has done for millennia.

 

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“Rise - rise - rise…”

 

…maehr’sae hiylun’ehya will unleash our full potential.”

Malaurir Dimaethor Elervathar

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The Eternal Dove,

Elesia Elervathar

 

MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

 

[Kenzo74 755]

Sat upon a bench beech-hewn, musing the whispers of that deep river carven in stone, Arasdir's eyes drifted fondly over the missive, smiling a smile as warm as the first breath of spring. He mused the years of his youth, when Elesia's stewardship of silver gave to him hope, and uttered a wistful "maehr'sae hiylun'ehya."

[Widu 535]

"May the wisdom of Ahtalonnii Elervathar continue guiding elmali'thill ever toward maehr'sae!" Liewyn Miravaris spoke cheerfully.