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From the runes on Maerad's lyre:

I am the dew on every hill

I am the leap in every womb

I am the fruit of every bough

I am the edge of every knife

I am the hinge of every question

I am the falling tears of the sun

I am the eagle rising to a cliff

I am all directions over the face of the waters

I am the flowering oak that transforms the earth

I am the bright arrow of vengeance

From the runes on the tuning fork Irk picked up:

I am the speech of salmon in the icy pool

I am the blood that swells the leafless branch

I am the hunter's voice that roars through the valley

I am the valor of the desperate roe

I am the honey stored in the rotting hive

I am the sad waves breaking endlessly

The seed of woe sleeps in my darkness and the seed of gladness

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