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(translated from the traditional dance by Halasteen My'ralika) <br />
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Gather round the advent fire<br/><br />
Gather close kindred kind<br/><br />
As fate flickers my voice behind<br/><br />
A ghost telling of a woman<br/><br />
She dared all to learn to fly<br/><br />
<br />
Ayvek -- wild girl child blazing bright<br/><br />
Feather light feet dancing<br/><br />
With Sister Spring Breeze<br/><br />
She ran wild with the summer ponies<br/><br />
She ran free along the winter plains<br/><br />
<br />
Ayvek --antelope woman runs alone<br/><br />
Her hair a plume streaming behind<br/><br />
No boy catching her willful heart<br/><br />
Dancing among the foals of spring<br/><br />
Weeping during the harvest time<br/><br />
<br />
Ayvek - crone woman shadow stick<br/><br />
Silver ice frosts her once-bright hair<br/><br />
Seasons turn one after another<br/><br />
Closing in the dying sun<br/><br />
Yet, she dares to scan the skies<br/><br />
<br />
Winter harsh twinge settles frozen<br/><br />
Twisting sharp in her brittle bones<br/><br />
Her left foot touches the life barrier<br/><br />
To step past the southern heath fire<br/><br />
Where the ancestors sleep warm<br/><br />
<br />
Shadow silhouetted against ember<br/><br />
A hawk soars free of earth restraints<br/><br />
The vision seizes her, a compulsion<br/><br />
Ayvek feet drum hard on the ground<br/><br />
Run to the eerie of the sheer mountain<br/><br />
<br />
Granite rends flesh to bleeding ribbons<br/><br />
Blood oath stains vivid the mountain face<br/><br />
The sun sears skin to blackened coals<br/><br />
The thin air tearing with razor sharp pain<br/><br />
She shudders for breath yet presses on<br/><br />
<br />
Her oath vivid, her spirit links weakened<br/><br />
Ayvek sways as she achieves the summit<br/><br />
The hawk's treasure of three sun-touched eggs<br/><br />
Tentative her touch on each precious shell<br/><br />
Until within the last she feels what she seeks.<br/><br />
<br />
Ayvek rises stiffly with flailed flesh weeping red<br/><br />
Every bone of her shrieking a chorus of shrill agony<br/><br />
Yet proudly perfect her posture as she sings homage<br/><br />
Bowing honor to the trio of life, she then turns<br/><br />
Hawk seizing the lady of the wind-browned plains<br/><br />
<br />
The Woman-shell crumples<br/><br />
Pale dust blown heedless on an errant wind<br/><br />
Within the third of the trio a new spirit now lingers<br/><br />
Patiently waiting for the hatching of the spirit<br/><br />
To unfurl and soar high in flight over the plains<br/><br />
<br />
Ayvek may now fly as a hawk soaring high<br/><br />
Yet her blood is ours by all reckoning of time<br/><br />
Her hatchlings our most cherished cousins<br/><br />
Flight of the hawk and the Wind Elvenkind<br/><br />
Forevermore braided tight souls to one fate<br/><br />
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''Author's note:'' As the world becomes more intrusive <br />
and steals the heart of our young, there is a grave <br />
danger that the lore of our hearts and past may be <br />
lost. Although I have scribed the intent of the <br />
dance, I fear my unworthy quill is not capable of <br />
transcribing the grace of each precise movement and <br />
every gesture of the scarves of the wind that <br />
expresses the layered nuances that the Elvenkind of <br />
the Wind imbue within this legend dance. It is <br />
highly recommended that the serious student of the <br />
Elvenkind experience this in its true from in order <br />
to appreciate the full extent of the experience. <br />
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