Excerpt - A Lament of Capricornus

A cry to the stars of Capricornus from the wizard Isleema from the continent of Phelifloria.

Oh you lights, why have you hid your embrace from me today? The rivers run dry all of a sudden, have you inflicted your wrath upon me? In the years I have spent working through your paths, following your shape, is this what you give back to me? Great strengths and strides I have taken to know each of your children, Aothia, Phrita, Ulfa, all who make up your splendour. And yet they do not hear me today.

Do not turn your eyes from me! Give me the honour I so deserve in seeking you! For in your name, in the lands beneath you, I have used your power for only good and the water I summon from you only to serve you! My hands grow weak from the picking and moulding of soil and the wielding of weapons in gathering resources. My shoulders tired from the lifting of my arms to you. My mouth shivering from the many words I speak to call upon your name. So here I am now on the ground, on the sand, pushing up and yielding my soul to you. If there was any grievous way in me, let them be redirected back to my calling to you, oh you beautiful, bright stars!

The scent of the flowers lingers in front of me but I cannot smell them anymore. Once had the lands around me been filled with colours the eyes never cease to adore. The heat of the sun bears too much stress on my skin and muscle. I speak as if every word will add to a fulfilling of my wish, but I know it will not. Sustain me once again, breath of Dalteia! May I still be worthy of using your spirit!