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The Tome of Whispered Knowledge
Copyright 2000 by Peace of Soul Enterprises

Section Two: The Selfish King and the Three Runes

Once upon a time in the land of Yourn where the fairies and elves dwell: there lived a selfish king who hoarded as much magic as he could! His name was Ikhorra. He was an evil king who kept all the young and innocent in prison for talking to the flowers and birds of the air: for the birds of the air, the beasts of the fields and all the plants that grew in the land of Yourn knew the ways of magic and held the wisdom of the fairies and elves.

Now there was living in the land of Yourn, a sorceress who had two sisters. The sorceress' name was Sowellu and her two sisters were Gifoo and Berkana. The three were the fairest maidens in the land of Yourn: sought after by the princes and nobles of the land. The three sisters also knew the ways of magic and made merry with the fairies and elves. They would eat cakes of honey and wheat and drink wine: dancing with the star elves until they were tired. Ikhorra was angry for he detested any mirth of any kind in his kingdom so the three sisters were hated most of all by the king for they sang songs in the heavens and made merry with the elves and fairies of Yourn moreover, they to, knew the ways of magic. Neither they, the elves nor the fairies would share their knowledge of the ways of magic with the wicked king because they knew that he was a selfish, evil ruler.

He said in his heart one day while the three sisters sang and danced with the star elves- "I will throw the three sisters in to my dungeons beneath my palace where the imps and goblins will torture them with dreams of terror: they will be devoured by the serpents there! First, I must find a way to deceive them fore I know that they have heard how I hate mirth and how I have imprisoned the young and innocent of the land for learning the ways of magic from the birds of the air, beasts, plants elves and fairies of my kingdom!"

Now in those days, the king of Yourn held council with the Haji: king of the genies of darkness. Ikhorra said to him, "You know, o, great Haji, how I detest mirth and laughter of any kind in my kingdom and you know how I detest anyone learning the ways of magic from the elves, fairies, plants, beasts of the fields and birds of the air accept myself! O, great Haji, my heart is filled with jealous wrath and sorrow for the three sisters sing and dance in the heavens with the star elves: eating cakes of wheat and honey and moreover, they know and practice the ways of white magic taught to them by the star elves. I want to deceive them: to lure them into my dungeons where the imps and goblins will torture them with dreams of terror and where serpents will devour them!

Now the Haji was more cunning and crafty than the king of Yourn and He too, tried to hoard as much magic as he could and he also hated the three sisters and the star elves. He spoke to Ikhorra and said- "O, great king, I will help you deceive the three sisters Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana! I will also help you lure the fairies and the star elves into your dungeons, for it is the fairies and star elves who withhold knowledge from the great king of Yourn! First, there is one thing you must do. If you are victorious, you will live in peace and safety. If you are not victorious, I will obtain your kingdom and your magic!

Ikhorras countenance fell for his desire for magic was very great. The Haji spoke and said- "You must bring me the stone of the angels and the head of the dragon who guards the stone and its tabernacle.

Now the king of Yourn was selfish and a coward but his desire for magic was greater than his fear of the guardian of the stone of the great angels so he agreed to bring the stone along with the head of the dragon who guarded its tabernacle back to the Haji. As the Haji and the evil king held council, it just so happened that a fairy was carried into their place of meeting by the summer wind and heard all that was said by Ikhorra and the wicked Haji. She hid herself in the Hajies turban and went unnoticed by both the evil king and the Haji.

After hearing all that was spoken by King Ikhorra and the master of the dark ones, the little fairy left that place and went to Sowellu and told her all that she had heard. "That wicked King Ikhorra will deceive us and lure us into his dungeons moreover, you and your two sisters are to be imprisoned with us where we will be tortured by the imps and goblins! The serpents there will devour us! "Not so" Sowellu consoled her. "I am the great sorceress of the land. I and my sisters are of one mind and heart and we will work our magic upon the evil Ikhorra and he will fall in to his own snare and he will never rise again. O, how much it will be like the land of summer when he is driven far from us: banished into the abode of eternal sorrow forever and ever!"

Sowellu called her two sisters to her side and told them what the little fairy told her. Giffoo and Berkana were filled with great wrath and their spirits sank within them. "O, great sorceress and sister, let us work our magic upon that wicked one who rules Yourn! Let us bind the king of the land lest he creates even more mischief than he has from the beginning of his rule of deceit until now!" Giffoo spoke and Sowellu heard her plea. She brought a piece of magic ice from her box of spells and charms and placed it before them.

Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana joined their hands and spoke this spell upon the evil king.

O Magic stone of ice and snow,
bind the king do not let go!
Keep the dragon safe from harm
And slay the king with Thuner's arm!

Seal now what we have said
And give to us the great king's head!

Neither King Ikhorra nor the Haji knew that the summer wind had helped the fairies and elves by sending the little fairy to them as they held counsel in the haji's chamber. Ikhorra left the hajis chamber and went home to his golden palace to contemplate his great journey through the enchanted forest to the kingdom of the great angels; to the castle of the king of the angels where the stone of the mighty ones lay in its tabernacle: guarded by the great fire-breathing dragon.

It came to pass that night while King Ikhorra slept, the summer wind went to the king of the angels and said to him- "O, great king, listen closely to what I say. That evil king of Yourn has decided in his heart to destroy the fairies and elves of the land and moreover, he has decided to destroy your friends; the three sisters: Sowellu the great sorceress, Giffoo and Berkana. He will throw them all into his dungeons where serpents will devour them. I pray you, give me entrance to the tower where the dragon guards the stone of the angels for the Haji will help the king of Yourn cary out his wickedness against the land ifyou do not help me: o, great king!

When the king of the angels heard this, his heart was filled with anger at the king of Yourn for he loved the three sisters deeply. He called his servants and said to them- "Give the summer wind the key to the tower where the dragon guards the sacred stone of the angels and then call the angels of war to me that I might hold counsel with them! The summer wind spoke to the king of the great angels and said- "O, king of the Mighty Ones listen to what I say: pay heed to my words! Your soldiers should not war against the king of Yourn. They need not protect the dragon from harm: is the dragon not a mighty one? Does he not breathe forth the fire of Hades? No, let me work my charms upon the mighty dragon". Now the king of the angels held the summer wind in high esteem and did not send his soldiers to the tabernacle where the dragon and the stone of the angels were kept.

It came to pass that the summer wind went in to the tower and sang a song to the great dragon. It was the song of the bumblebee, it was likened to the melody of the sparrows and robbins: its words were as sweet as honey to the dragon...

O, lilly of the valley guardian of the stone,
Sleep the sleep of angels
For sweet dreams you shall know.
Sniff the sent of flowers
As you rest in sweet repose
The fragrance of the summer breeze will gently fill your nose.
O dragon rest your firey flame,
I'll fan it
Yet again.
Now let me stroke your scailey brow
For you must rest my friend.

Sleep a peaceful slumber you strong and mighty one
For on the morrow you shall rise
To meet and kiss the sun".

Now when she had finished singing her spell over the dragon, she took the skin of the dragon's head and wrapped it around a gourd filled with sand mixed with fairy dust. Then, she fixed a stick inside the gourd: laying it at the opening of the dragon's tower with a flaming torch before it. It appeared as though the dragon were standing guard over the stone of the angels. Then, she opened the tabernacle and removing the hallowed stone, she placed a highly polished stone in its place. She sprinkled fairy dust over the stone so that it would look and feel like the sacred stone of the mighty ones.

Meanwhile, back at the king's palace, King Ikhorra held counsel with his armies and plotted the demise of the dragon.

Ikhorra said to his soldiers- "We will leave for the kingdom of the great angels when the moon is full for the night will hide us in darkness but the moon will guide us with her light. I will slay the guardian of the stone of the angels and take the stone and the tabrinacle with the head of the dragon to the Haji"

Now it came to pass that the king and his armies departed from the land of Yourn and entered the enchanted forest. As they walked, the summer wind sang a song of victory in the king's ear.

Now we shall slay our foes
Peace and rest they shall not know.
Yea now the time has come
For us to rule with the summer sun.
Yea, hear the sparrow's song
A melody to make us strong!

Now when the king heard this song, his heart was filled with gladness and joy for he thought within himself- "I will be victorious for even the summer wind sings the song of victory in my ear this day!

As the king and his armies wandered through the enchanted forest, seven elves met them on their way. They stopped the king and his armies and said- "Tell us, king, where have you come from and where are you going"? "I, am the great and mighty king of Yourn and I am on a journey to the land of the witches to seek a bride for my elder son! The king spoke deceitfully to the seven elves for he thought within himself- "If I tell them my bisness, they may mislead me through the forest so that I would lose my way! They will slay the guardian and take the stone of the angels! They will have much magic and I, will have none!"

"Sit here and eat for your journey is a long one: o, mighty king! The elves insisted emphatically but the summer wind whispered in the king's ear. "Do not do it! You must stay on your coarse to the kingdom of the mighty ones for it is almost dawn and you must bring the great stone of the angels along with the head of its guardian back to the Haji and quickly! Do not let the elves hold you back from receiving what belongs to you: o king! Have you not worked for many moons to receive what is rightfully yours?"

What the summer wind whispered sounded good to the king so he said to the elves who talked with him- "I cannot stay and eat, my bisness with the king of the angels is an urgent matter! The elves departed after the kings men brandished their sorbs at their master's order and cut off the tops of their hats. The king and his armies continued on their journey through the forest. As they drew near to the kingdom of the angels, they came upon a river filled with great and hungry sea-monsters whose teeth were as big and sharp as sorbs. The kings heart sank with sorrow. "I will never cross this river and live! The sea-monsters in this river are famished! The summer wind heard the kings cry and blew hard and strong. She carried the king and his men across the river: high in to the sky above the hungry sea-monsters who's jaws were open like yawning caverns below them.

The king was pleased with the summer wind because of her deeds. He thought within himself- "She, even she, the summer wind will give me, the king of Yourn, success on my journey!" When the king and his armies were placed on the other side of the great river of terrors, they found themselves within the walls of the kingdom of the great angels.

The streets of the kingdom were made of pure gold and the kings palace was made of the purest sapphire, emerald and onyx. Its windows were made of purest quartz which was clear like the river of healing waters that flowed throughout the kingdom.

At the gates of the palace, an angel of great stature holding a firey soared stood guard. The evil king of Yourn was filled with terror at the sight of the great angel who stood before him but his desire for magic was greater than his fear of the mighty one. When the angel spoke, his voice was like a mid summer storm. "Who are you? Where have you come from and what is your bissness in the kingdom of the angels?" The king answered and said, "I am a king from a far away land and I have come to request your king's aid; for my kingdom is in grave parrel! A great wizard has breathed a spell on my land and it will not yield its crops at the time appointed!

None of my magicians, witches or warlocks can brake the spell of the wizard! I have heard that your great king is a master of magic and that there is no spell that he cannot break: causing it to be null and void! O, great angel, I pray you, give me entrance to the kings chamber that I may confer with him their! They angel spoke again- "Let us send one of the mighty ones to your land and if what you say is true, well and if not, the king of our land will cut you in pieces and feed you to the dragons in his dungeons!" Now the king of Yourn was filled with horror because of the angels words but his desire for vengeance and magic overtook him and he concealed his fear from the great and mighty one before him.

Ikhorra spoke to the great angel- "O mighty one, my country is far over the mountains of the land of soe. It would take even a mighty one many days to get their. I pray you, my matter is an urgent one and I must see the king at once!" Now the summer wind had blinded the angel so that he could not se into the kings heart. The angel answered the king saying- "We, the mighty ones, ride great steeds and can traverse great distances in a little time. Let us send one of our mighty ones to see the harm done to your land by the great and terrible wizard so that we may send the helping and comforting angels to the fairies of the fields and to all who require assistance in your land.

The king of Yourn became increasingly afraid of the mighty one but the summer wind put it in to the angels heart to relent and give Ikhorra his request. "Very well. Tomorrow, you shall stand before the king of our land". Now Ikhorra was filled with joy and he said to the mighty angel- "You have shown me great kindness and I will repay you one-hundred fold"! The angel answered. "Go in peace. Follow the servant and go your way to your place of lodging that he will show you. You and your men will be fed and on the morrow, you will stand before the king of our land".

The evil king's heart sang within him for he had gained entrance to the palace of the king of the angels. He said to his men, "This night, we will go to the tower where the dragon stands guard over the stone of the angels. We will slay the dragon and take the stone from its tabernacle. We will leave by a different way then we came and bring the stone along with the guardians head back to the Haji".

The kings men were filled with fear for they had heard of the fury of the guardian of the sacred stone but none protested for they knew that the king would call upon the forsaken ones and order them to be taken into the abode of sorrows where they would wander aimlessly for ever! That night when the moon was full, Ikhorra and his armies ascended the tower of the guardian of the stone of the angels. When they reached the top of the tower where the tabernacle was kept, they were met with fire from the torch left their by the summer wind. The roar of the fire frightened all of them especially the king for he went before his men. The kings greed for magic overtook him and his fear was as if it did not exist.

He spoke in the tongues of the dark ones and said, "Nause, toose, pawek!" He took a deep breath and blew creating a whirlwind and rain: quenching the fire. He took his soared and struck the stick and the gourd fell, rolling among the kings armies. Now when the king saw this, he was filled with great joy and he said, "Now, all the lands will revere and fear me for I, the great and awesome king of Yourn have slain the great dragon: the guardian of the stone of the angels!" He went to the tabernacle and removed the stone covered with fairy dust: placing it in his pouch. "Who has ever done such a thing" the king said haughtily. Who has ever agreed to steal the stone of the angels and slay its guardian! Who has ever succeeded at carrying out such a thing accept Me The Great King of Yourn!"

The king took the gourd, (thinking it to be the dragons head) and placed it in a bag made of dragon skins. He and his armies left that place without trouble from the guards at the gates of the kingdom for the summer wind sang a spell over them: causing a deep stupor to fall on them. In the kingdom of the angels, all was still but in the tower of the holy stone, the dragon stirred.

Part 2

King Ikhorra and his armies were carried over the river of terrors by the summer wind and placed back in the enchanted forest. As they walked through the forest, the king proclaimed in a loud voice, "I am the great and mighty king of Yourn! All must revere me lest I do to them what I have done to the guardian of the stone of the angels! As they continued on their way, they were met by seven elves: each one holding a golden harp in his hands. They wore crowns made of gold and fire spouted forth from the tops of their heads.

Who is this that disturbs the forest: waking the elves who slumber here?" The seven elves spoke in one voice. Now the king was angry with the elves and he spoke in his rage. "I, the great king of Yourn have slain the guardian of the stone of the angels. I, have taken the stone from its holy place. If you do not let me pass this way I will call upon the ravens and they will cast their spell of death over you and you will die and be eaten by the trolls beneath the ground. Now the king was filled with pride and his words came forth from him without thought. The elves made way and let Ikhorra and his armies pass among them but as the king and his men continued their journey, the seven followed close behind.

The first elf began to play his harp and the ground beneath the king slowly began to open her mouth to receive Ikhorra to her self. The king cried out in a loud voice and the summer wind carried him a little way. The ground closed her mouth and the summer wind placed the king down upon the soft forest floor.

Now the evil king was filled with rage at the elves because they agreed to follow him and play their magic harps: casting a mischievous spell upon the king. The king opened his mouth to utter a curse on the seven elves but before he could speak a word, the second elf began to play his harp. The king cried out in terror as some weeds that grew near him began to pull him under the forest floor. The summer wind heard Ikhorras cry and once again, she picked him up and carried him away from the weeds That grew in that place. King Ikhorra was stricken with fear and wrath for the elves of the forest continued to follow him and his armies through the enchanted forest. Ikhorra turned and spoke in the tongues of the dark ones saying, "Mimshar, dellgoo gilkoth!" After he had uttered these words, a scorching wind blew and six gin ascended from beneath the ground. Now when the elves saw this, they took fire from atop their heads and cast it upon the gin. When the fire fell upon them, they became mere clouds of vapor and then they were no more.

Ikhorras heart sank within him for the seven elves were stronger in power than he. He moaned and wept in spirit saying, "How is it that I am defeated by mere elves? Why has the summer wind delt with me this way?" Now the summer wind heard the kings lament and told the elves to cease playing their harps. "Do not play your harps now. Later, you will play them in the kings courts but now, be still for it is not the time to bring the king his full cup of judgement. He will drink his cup to the very dregs so be still and wait for my word to you concerning the kings judgement". The elves obeyed the voice of the summer wind and stayed behind the king and his armies. They followed at a distance: keeping themselves hidden among the brush and briars that grew on the forest floor. The king and his armies continued on their journey in peace for the summer wind quelled the kings wrath and sorrow for a while.

Now it came to pass that Ikhorra and his armies returned to the land of Yourn. As they entered the gates of the kings palace, King Ikhorra ordered a great feast to be held in his honor. His heart was full of pride and he forgot about the seven elves and their harps of judgement. He did not know it but the summer wind carried them in to the kings courts by a back way. She sang a spell upon the guards their smiting them with blindness. She also caused them to hear nothing but the words of her mouth.

At the kings feast, there was much wine and song. The king of Yourn drank more than his fill and proclaimed in a loud voice, "I, yes I, the great king of Yourn have hated mirth until this day! I have hated singing and dancing until now for I, yes I have slain the dragon who guarded the stone of the angels. I have also taken the stone of the mighty ones and have brought it here in to my great palace. I no longer need the elves and fairies of the land to teach me their secret knowledge nor do I need those repulsive and repugnant sisters; Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana to teach me their wisdom. I have the stone of the angels and now, I can work my will on any one whom I choose!"

Ikhorra continued his feasting and dancing throughout the knight. Later as the king feasted he heard the sound of the three sisters and the star elves singing and dancing in the night sky and his drunken heart was filled with great fury. He called his servants and said in a loud voice, "Bring me those filthy sisters; Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana so that I might throw them into my dungeons! The imps and goblins with dreams of terror will torment them! They will be devoured by the serpents their! If you do not carry out my demands, I yes I myself will cut each of you in pieces with my magic soared: none of you will escape its bloodied blade!" Now the kings servants were stricken with fear so they went out and captured the sisters. They brought them before the king saying, "O King Ikhorra. Live forever: you mighty warrier of Yourn! Here are the three sisters, Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana!" The king spoke to the three maidens and said, "Why did you deal with me in a manner unbefitting a king! I sought after your wisdom and knowledge of magic and you denied me: the great king of Yourn! Answer me and I will not throw you into my dungeons!

The three runes answered the king and said to him, "You asked us to teach you the ways of magic and we denied you because o king, you are a selfish and distaintful ruler. You have imprisoned the young and innocent of the land for communing with the flowers, birds and beasts of your kingdom. You have thrown the young of the land in to your dungeons because they learned the ways of magic from the fairies and elves of your domain and now, you will throe us in to your dungeons for keeping you from bringing great hurt to all who dwell here in the land of Yourn!"

Now when the king heard these words, his heart was stunned because of his rage. He fell forward and lay their as though he were dead. In a short while, he rose and said to his armies, "Take the three runes and cast them into my deepest dungeons where the imps, goblins and flesh eating trolls wait. They are famished and will tear these three rebellious sisters to pieces!"

The kings servants bound Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana and brought them to the door of the kings deepest, darkest dungeons. The sisters spoke and said to the kings servants, "You and the evil king of Yourn will suffer greatly for your deeds. The king because he oppresses all who are pure of heart and you because you do his bidding! You eat the crumbs that fall from the kings table and call yourselves blessed! You fear the king and because of your greed, you have caused many innocent citizens of Yourn to suffer without cause!" However, you, unlike the evil king of this land will find mercy from the summer wind and the seven who are of one mind. We know that King Ikhorra has oppressed you and that you were led away captive by his evil treasures but there is still much good in you unlike Ikhorra who is filled with wickedness! Now Ihkorra stood near-bye watching the three runes as they were about to be cast into his deep, dark dungeons: hearing all that was spoken against him by the three runes. His heart was filled with great rage against the maidens because they had spoken judgement upon him. He spoke in a voice like thunder, "Bind the three runes tongues with the chains of silence and throw these wicked sisters in to the dungeon! If you do not do it, I, yes, I, the great king of Yourn will smite you with my arrows and you will be eaten by the vultures!" The kings servants were smitten' with fear because of the three runes words and also because of the kings threats against them. They did not cast the sisters in to the kings deep dungeons but rather, they fled in to the enchanted forest beyond the land of Yourn. Their, the summer wind had compassion on them and cared for them. She fed them with rose pedals, honey from the wild bees and quail from the air. She spoke and said to the kings servants, "I have taken away your punishment because you did not listen to the wicked king of Yourn. You did not cast the three runes (who are innocent of wrong doing) in to Ikhorras deepest, darkest dungeon! I will take away the kings seal from your foreheads and you will be free of his punishments! However, you will not receive anymore wealth as long as you live so that you will learn the lesson that your greed for the kings treasures has rot forth! You shall yearn for wealth but your yearning will go unheard until you learn your lesson! You will see others called to eat at the new kings table while you yourselves will live as the peasants. You will dwell in the forests across the river of desire but only for a season! Later, after you have passed through the cleansing fire of the sun, you will eat from the kings table! The summer wind continued speaking. "After you pass through the cleansing fires, you will live in peace and safety forever and ever!"

One of the servants inquired of the summer wind saying, "O, great Rushing wind, we are seven of the kings servants. We have done the bidding of the wicked Ikhorra for many moons and yet you have shown us compassion and great kindness! Our greed for the kings treasures overtook us and swept us away and yet you have shown us great and tender mercy! Tell us, ruler of the summer , why did you not let the three runes judge us accordingly?"

The summer wind answered the servant and said, "I did not allow you to be judged because I saw that beneath your heart of stone, you were as pure as dream. The heart of Ikhorra has no good thing in it because he has forsaken the light with in him for that is what his name means. He who has forsaken the light. His greed overtook him long ago when the worlds were still in the womb of Heaven!" The servant spoke again. "O ruler of the summer, what is the name of the new king? Who will rule Yourn after Ikhorra is no more? The summer wind spoke in the voice of the sparrows and answered, "Salem, his name is Salem for he will rule the land of Yourn in a spirit of peace! He will not oppress the little ones of the land nor will he cast the innocent of Yourn in his dungeons. His dungeons will be reserved for the princes of the dark worlds! They will be kept for the dark elves who torment the little ones of Yourn!" The summer wind was silent and said no more about the new kingdom to the seven servants though they prodded her relentlessly.

Meanwhile, in the land of Yourn, Ikhorra was filled with wrath for his servants had disobeyed his orders against the three sisters. He called out to the trolls who lived beneath the land of Yourn. "Come out of your dwelling places hidden beneath the land and take these three sisters down in to the earth with you! You can torture them in the great caverns below the land of Yourn! When you are finished with them, find those seven servants who disobeyed my commands and bring them to me so that I myself may cut out their tuns and cast them in to my dungeons where the rats will lick up their blood. They will be tormented by the goblins and the serpents will devour them there!"

Now when the king called out to the trolls, they came up from beneath the land but the summer wind forbade them to torture the three runes saying, "You must take the three sisters down in to the earth with you but you cannot torture them! You will keep them safe from the flesh eating worms that dwell their with you: not one hair on their heads can be harmed!"

It came to pass that the trolls took the three runes down in to their dens. Now Ikhorra did not know that the summer wind had instructed the trolls to keep the three runes safe from harm. His anger departed from him and he called a great feast saying, "I have rid the land of Yourn of those filthy runes! I have fed them to the trolls and flesh-eating worms beneath the land of Yourn! Now, I know that I am truly great: a king among kings! There is not one that can stand against me for I am very great! I've slain the guardian of the stone of the angels and have taken the hallowed stone for myself. I, the great king of Yourn have frightened the seven elves in the enchanted forest so that they will not bother me any more!"

As Ikhorra continued speaking, he heard the sound of a harp playing behind him. The air within the palace walls became cold and damp. A heavy mist began to fall. King Ikhorra turned to see who it was that played the harp. He saw one of the seven elves from the enchanted forest. He called his armies and said, "Take this elf and throw him in to my deepest darkest dungeons!" The kings heart was once mor filled with wrath and indignation against the elves.

Now the kings armies moved toward the elf but the elf took fire from atop his head and threw it upon the heads of the soldiers closest to him. They cried out in a loud voice and then they were no more for the fire consumed them. The rest of the kings armies fled in horror from the elf.

The king was filled with anger at the elf for playing his harp and at his armies for deserting him at his hour of need but he sat still saying nothing. Then, he remembered the hallowed stone of the angels and he said to the elf. O, great elf, you are a mighty ruler and master of the forces of nature. You know great elf, how I have slain the guardian of the stone of the angels. I have taken the hallowed stone for my self! I will use the stone against you if you do not stop playing your harp!" Now the elf looked at the king of Yourn and as he looked at the king, the summer wind caused a gentle breeze to blow. The elf stopped playing his harp and left Ikhorras presence. Though the elf stopped playing his harp, the mist still fell upon the palace courts.

Part 3

Now Ikhorra was filled with sorrow because of the cold mist that fell upon his palace courts. He went to his chamber where he kept the polished stone that he had taken from the tabernacle in the kingdom of the great angels. He sat in his chamber and wept for his sorrow was very great. After he had finished, he took the stone from its pouch and held it up in the direction of the kingdom of the angels. He spoke in the language of the wise ones and said "Oru ressufu"! After he spoke the magical formula, he tapped the stone three times and placed it back in its pouch. Now the summer wind saw what the king had done and knowing that the stone was not really the stone of the angels, she caused a great wind to blow the mist away from the palace courts. Now the kings heart was filled with joy for he had used the stone correctly. He said in a loud voice, "I, will destroy any elf, fairy or angel that dares to stand up against me! I will curse them with the stone of the angels.

Now it came to pass that another of the seven elves that the summer wind had carried in to the palace of the king of Yourn had quietly come near to where the king was but Ikhorra did not know it. The elf sat outside the door of the kings chamber and began to play his harp. As he played his harp, all of the rooms within the palace were covered with blight and mildew and all of the king's food became infested with maggots.

Now the king was angry and as he opened his mouth to speak, the elf stopped playing his harp and went away. Once again Ikhorras heart was filled with rage against the seven elves. He said within himself, "I will destroy those elves with the help of the Haji, king of the genies of darkness."

Now the king remembered the bargain between the Haji and himself so he took the gourd and the highly polished stone and went to the hajis chambers. "O, great Haji, I have brought you the head of the dragon that stood guard over the stone of the angels and I have brought you the hallowed stone!" Ikhorra thought within himself as he spoke with the Haji, "I will deceive the Haji. I will destroy him and then I will keep the stone of the angels for myself!" Now the Haji was angry with Ikhorra for fulfilling his end of the bargain and he said to Ikhorra, "Very well done but there is still one more thing you must do for me. If you succeed, well and if not, I will obtain your kingdom and your magic for which you have worked so hard!" Ikhorra was filled with wrath because of the Haji's words and he spoke in a loud voice. "You wicked vile wretch! I, yes I alone have slain the dragon and taken the stone and have brought it here to you! In the kingdom of the angels, I deceived the angel at the kings gates! I even deceived the king and his servants their and yet you tell me that I must do one more thing in order for you to help me? I will not do it you wicked vile Haji: I will not do it but I will do to you what I have done to those three sisters Sowellu, Giffoo and Berkana, I will call up the trolls from beneath the land and they will pull you down in to the caverns of the earth! The flesh-eating worms will devour you: you wicked wretch!"

Now when the king of the genies of darkness heard these words, he lunged at the king of Yourn. Ikhorra moved out of the hajis way and in doing so, he dropped the pouch containing the polished stone covered in fairy dust. When the Haji saw this, his heart was filled with great joy. "O, you wretched, foul fool! Now I have the hallowed stone and you do not! Now, you will be my slave and I will obtain your kingdom and your magic!"

When Ikhorra saw what was happening, he cried in a loud voice. "I will never be your slave you wicked Haji!" King Ikhorra spoke in the tuns of the dark ones and said, "Ilbourdamsarl!" He spat on the ground but nothing happened. The Haji laughed. "Did you think that the dark ones would hear you now? Do you not know, you foolish king of Yourn, that I have told the dark ones not to heed your voice any more? O you greedy king of Yourn, I am going to use this hallowed stone against you!" After the Haji had spoken these words to Ikhorra he took the stone and placed it upon the gourd and spoke in the tuns of the great and mighty angels. "Urehagalfu asothinni Ikhorra!

Now when Ikhorra heard these words his heart was stunned because of his fear but he came to himself when he heard the curses of the Haji. "You vile, repulsive and repugnant wretch, you have deceived me yet again!" When Ikhorra looked up, his heart nearly stopped beating for he saw the Haji being sucked in to the gourd.

The Haji tried as hard as he could but he could not break free from the gourd. The fairy dust covered him and held him fast. "You wicked and foul,,,!" The Haji could say no more for he was trapped within the gourd prepared for him by the summer wind back in the tower where the sacred stone of the angels rested in its tabernacle.

Ikhorra laughed as he picked up the gourd. He left the hajis chambers and threw the gourd in to a stream outside the land of Yourn.

Part 4

It came to pass that when Ikhorra returned, the summer wind came to him and said, "Ikhorra, king of Yourn, all is nearly complete and you will receive what you have been striving for these many moons. You will receive what is yours in a short while!" This sounded good to the king and he said, "O great and gentle summer wind, your deeds have saved me and now I yes I can rule the land of Yourn with out fear of loosing my magic powers!. The summer wind spoke in a gentle voice saying, "O, King Ikhorra, the young and innocent of the land, will you allow them to comune with the elves and fairies of the land?" Now when Ikhorra heard the question come from the mouth of the summer wind he laughed in a voice like a rushing waterfall and said, "Who are the young and innocent of the land and what can they do for me? Let them commune with one another for now, I am above all! They will have to come to me in order that they might learn magic from me! They will rely on me to sustain them! What, I pray you, can they and the star elves possibly do to me: the mighty and powerful king of Yourn?" The summer wind answered, "If they comune with the star elves and fairies of your land, they will learn the ways of magic and then they may rise up against you in anger for you will be a powerful king over them!"

Now when Ikhorra heard this, his heart was once more filled with sorrow and rage. He was about to speak a charm against the young and innocent of Yourn but as he opened his mouth to speak he heard the sound of a harp. He looked and saw one of the elves from the enchanted forest and terror filled his heart but as the elf played his harp the earth beneath ikhorra trembled and a great light shone around the king of yourn. The little people came up from beneath the ground and danced about him. They sang a song as they danced. "Soon we shall be satisfied for in us the king shall abide. We are hungry but soon we'll be filled: by the king of Yourn our hunger shall be stilled". King Ikhorra forgot about the evil intent of his heart and his terror left him. He thought "The dark-elves have come up from their chambers to pay me homage for they know that I wield the power of life and death. They will come to me for wine and grain for now, all of these things belong to me and I give them to whoever I want!" Now when the king of Yourn saw that he was worshiped by the dark-elves from beneath the earth, he rejoiced in himself saying, "I have achieved the power of the angels! I am second to the Summer wind for when I cried out because of those wretched elves, the earth loosed me and set me free! The Summer wind has allowed me to fall in to great parel so that I would learn that my knowledge of magic is greater than ever before!

Ikhorra left that place and sat in his gardens. He listened to the waterfalls and slept because of the lullaby that the Summer wind sang to all things.

Part five

The king of Yourn was awakened suddenly by the playing of a harp. He looked and saw an elf before him. At first sight of the elf, his heart was once more filled with fear but as the elf played, he sang a song to Ikhorra.

"Listen now o mighty one,
your reward is yet to come.

Now the opportunity has come
For you to shine like the summer sun!"

Ikhorra sang with the elf as he clutched the stone of the angels in his hand. The Summer wind blew gently and spoke to the king. "Will you share your magic with the little ones of Yourn, o mighty king?" Ikhorras heart sank ever so slightly. "O, Summer wind, how is it that you think of the little ones of Yourn at such a time as this? Do the young and innocent of the land not have the elves and fairies to teach them magic? I will not share my magic with them because their ways are beneath me. I am second in command to you, o, Summer wind. Do not concern yourself with such things." Now the summer wind knew that Ikhorra was planning to destroy the fairies, elves and the little ones of Yourn by feeding them berries from the tree of death so she went and uprooted the tree of death and put in its place the tree of peaceful dreams.

Now the heart of the king of Yourn was light and full of pride and he called a great feast. He invited all of the star-elves and fairies to come to his banquet hall. He sent one of his servants to the tree of death saying, "Bring me some of the berries from the tree and we will feed them to the star-elves and to the young of the land". The servant was about to protest but the king said, "If you do what I tell you, I will make you second in command to me: the great and awesome king of Yourn!" Now the servants heart became hardened by his lust for power so he went to the forest and picked as many berries from the tree of death as he could: not knowing that the Summer Wind had planted in its place the tree of peaceful dreams. The servant returned to Ikhorras palace and said, "O, king of yourn, I have done for you what you have asked. Here are the berries from the tree of death". Ikhorras heart was glad and he said to his servant, "Well done. Now feed the young of the land their share and give the rest to the star-elves that they might be silenced forever"! The servant did as he was commanded and returned to the kings throne with glee. "Your wish has been granted, o, king of Yourn! Now, O, great Ikhorra, make me a prince: second in command to you"! The king laughed a long and hearty laugh. "You have not done all, there is but one more thing you must do and after you have done it, I yes I the great and mighty king of Yourn will make you a mighty prince in the land". Now the king had taken a berry from the servant when he was not looking and mixed the juice with the spit of a dark elf and gave it to the servant. "Drink this potion which I have made for you. It will make you strong like a mighty one from the kingdom of the angels. You will beable to fly like an eagle. Go to the enchanted forest and bring me a twig of angelwood and I will make you a mighty prince! The servant drank the potion and began to walk toward the door of Ikhorras palace but Ikhorra said, "No, my son. You have the power to rise and soar like a great bird, sit on my window sill and when you feel strong, you can fly out my window"! The servant went and sat on the sill and waited. As he sat, he began to feel a great peace come upon him.

When Ikhorra saw that his servant appeared to have no more life in him he laughed and spat on his servant: pushing him out of the window in to his moat which was filled with hungry water imps.

The fairies, the young of Yourn and the star-elves dreamt sweet and peaceful dreams. They dreamed of the land of Soe. They dreamed of gardens full of angel flowers in late spring and they dreamed they heard the song of the summer wind and of the melodies of the sparrows and robins

Part 6.

King Ikhorras heart was filled with pride and his speech became more hauty than ever before. He also became more and more greedy so much so that all of the people in the land of Yourn had very little. Their stomachs groaned for lack of food and their throats were parched and dry but worse, the king of Yourn took away their songs. He discouraged them daily. "I have destroyed the fairies, the young of the land and the star-elves from My land. You have nothing left, be my slaves and I will feed and clothe you!" The king made many promises but not one was kept except that the people of Yourn should be his devoted slaves.

The Summer Wind came to him one day while he was sitting in his garden. "Ikhorra, you wield great power: give the people of Yourn food and drink lest they perish in your sight!" "I will not do it o, maiden of the summer. They are my slaves, let them find some morsels that fall from my blessed table! They are not feeble, they can find their own grain!"

Now the Summer wind wanted to give the king opportunity to change his heart. "O, Ikhorra, if you do not share your grain and wine with the people of yourn, your palace will be left desolate and your kingdom will be taken from you and given to another. Worse, o, king, the young of the land, the fairies, and star elves will cry for your judgement. You will be given to the dungeons where you sent the three runes and their, you will be devoured by the serpents, goblins and flesh-eating trolls that live their. You will wander aimlessly through the abode of sorrows!"

The kings anger was kindled against the Summer wind. "How can the young of the land, star-elves and fairies of yourn cry for my judgement and how can the three runes do anything to me for they are dead! There is none else other than me and I will not hear such foolishness: not even from my helper the Summer wind!" The Summer Wind answered Ikhorra. "O, Ikhorra, you wicked, foolish king. Did you really think that I would let you kill all of the innocent of Yourn? Do you really think that I would let you steal from the people of Yourn forever? Your name is Ikhorra and rightfully so. In the womb before the worlds existed, you forsook the light of knowledge. In your heart, you said that you would rise up and rule over all things from your lofty throne but now you are brought low because of your pride!"

Ikhorras heart was stunned and full of fury at the words the Summer Wind had spoken. He was about to speak but as he opened his mouth to reply he saw and heard an elf playing his harp before his throne. Ikhorra was about to curse the elf and the Summer Wind but a great light shone around him. As the elf played, the earth shook beneath ikhorras palace. The king sat in awe for he thought within himself, "The elf has bidden all of those above and below to come worship and pay homage to me: the Great and awesome King Of Yourn!" He thought nothing of what the Summer Wind had said except, "What folly. It was not the Summer wind that spoke to me, for I am the Summer wind in Her totality and all else is subject to Me!"

Part 7.

As the king reveled in his pride-crazed exaltation, the elf sang a song. "Arise, arise innocent and white for the victory of Yourn the dragon will fight!"

Now the Summer Wind created a whirlwind which lifted the king and his throne from within the palace and set it out in the courtyard. Ikhorras heart danced with in him and he cried in a loud voice, "I am the Summer Wind and am to be called by the name, "Ruler of the Summer for that is what I am.

As Ikhorra sang praises to himself the three runes Sowellu, Giffoo and Bercana ascended from the kings dungeons and stood before King Ikhorra. The king spat on the ground and spoke the language of the dark-elves. Ninni, osgab!" The three runes answered in one voice. "Ninni. You are constrained Ikhorra and your path of escape is block on all sides. Osgab,. You are about to be separated from the light which you forsook so long ago. You will be devoured by the imps and goblins from within your own dungeons. O, King Ikhorra, You are all powerful, fend them off!" Ikhorra shrieked in pain and terror as the creatures from beneath the earth began to pull him down in to the earth. As Ikhorra began his dissent, the dragon came from the tower of the hallowed stone and blew hot fire at him. The flames turned in to the form of an arm extended with a sword in hand and cut off Ikhorra's head and Ikhorra was no more.

Part 8.

After the king was taken away, their was feasting and dancing among the fairies, star-elves and all of the people of Yourn. The king of the angels came and with him he brought two of his princes along with many gifts of gold, silver and precious stones from the river of healing waters that flowed throughout his kingdom. The name of the one prince was Golore (who married Berkana.) Giffoo married Dalada and Sowellu married Salem: King of the angels.

He and his princes took the three runes to wife during the great feast and danced all night: filled with great joy!

After the feast all of the people and good creatures of Yourn began to make their way to their homes. The Summer Wind blew gently and the stream bubbled sweetly: washing over the rocks. The rushing waters carried Ikhorra's head that had been turned to stone by Thuners arm to the place where the runes and their husbands were sleeping a deep and peaceful slumber. In the distance, an owl's hooting was heard as a faint moaning carried by the Summer Wind. At the hour of dawn, 7 phoenixes were seen sauring high above the courtyards of the palace of the king, high aloft in the summer sky.

The end

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