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The Quiet Power
TL;DR An epic poem in seven parts about Aldren, a mage who learns that true power lies in gentleness and patience rather than force. Written in iambic pentameter couplets with deep occult symbolism.
I — LOAGAETH Friend—set thy voice to low and level air, For syllables are seeds that wake and bear. A whispered Name, once loosed, may bend the grain, Or lay a stillness on a raging rain. Ere stone had learned its patience in the deep, Ere rivers found their beds, and chose to keep, The gods drew Breath where no Breath yet could live, And speech became the first great gift to give.

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