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To Win the Sea (a song of Erd)

To Win the Sea (a song of Erd)

Because this is meant to appear within a story, it’s assuming you have some context. Therefore, context:

This is an Artlinder song and, in Artlind, they believe in two principal divine persons (gods isn’t exactly the right word, but it’s close), Brannig and Leiyiz. Brannig, more than an earth god, is considered to be both a divine person and also the earth itself, especially the mountains. Leiyiz, more than a water goddess, is also water itself, especially the sea. This song tells the beginning of their relationship.

Trivia not explained in the story:

To place affection on a shelf means to speak frankly, directly, dispassionately. Someone who has done this is about to tell you the truth, and you probably won’t like it. They’ve put their feelings for you aside.

An ern is a type of dragon that lives in the mountains along the northeast border of Artlind.

Oh, and yes. This is a song. Press play on the Youtube video above to hear it. :)

 

The mountain peak stares at the sea
stares at the sea,
for they can never meet.
The sea will go its winding way
where the earth can never be.

So Brannig came to her window
to her window
and sang she was his rose.
She only turned round in her bed–
he heard her snore below.

Not even that will win the sea
will win the sea
will win the sea.
Not even that would settle down
she who would be free.

When Leiyz went and sought a road
and sought a road,
there Brannig’s back he bowed
and threw the mountain from her sight
but not a step she slowed.

An ern’s attack made men afraid
made men afraid
but soon he had it slain.
Its skin which then he gave to her
into a rug she made.

Not even that will win the sea
will win the sea
will win the sea.
Not even that would settle down
she who would be free.

Too subtle then he thought himself
he thought himself,
with only one act left.
And when he kissed her, there she spoke,
affection on a shelf.

“Oh, Brannig, I have never loved you
never loved you,
but as you want me so,
you may take and raise my children–”

Not even that will win the sea
will win the sea
will win the sea.
Not even that would settle down
she who would be free.

So Brannig found his arms made full
his arms made full.
All others called him fool,
but he took and raised her children,
and now she feels his pull.

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