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Every Sunday I run a Special relating to my Fantasy world of Aeyuu, which is the stage for many stories developed further through the Tales from Aeyuu Patreon. These Specials are closely tied with my novel-to-be, The Age of Silence, which is basically a story about Love, Sacrifice, and Death.
The Syrilae are a race of Ilvin whose origins date back to the beginning of the world. Through time and evolution, nurtured by nature within the confines of the sanctuary that is their home, the Syrilae became the greatest magical force on the face of the eastern continent of Aun.
Yet, despite the immense power at their disposal, most Syrilae only aspire to living in secluded peace. Their Village, nestled in a thick forest named by generations of Humans as the Ghostlight Forest, is a haven of perpetual darkness illumed by the cold warmth of luminescent plants. Nature itself provides them with everything they need, like food and water, until such a day a Syrilae may decide to leave the comfort of their home and explore the outside world. Before then, several centuries will have passed for them to reach magical maturity and be able to fend for themselves.
Growing up in a serene environment, Syrilae are naturally inclined towards amity, and thus reluctant to partake in acts of violence or war. That they have done so over the generations only serves to show the kindness most of them harbours. They are well aware of the incomparable power they wield; as such, some see it as their duty to protect the weak – especially those without power, like the neighbouring Humans or Elves. Being creatures of peace will not stop them from doing what they feel is right, be it at the cost of their own lives.
There is little a Syrilae fears – not even death itself. Being long-lived, the Syrilae have no real understanding of the passing of time beyond the cycle of day and night – a cycle, be it said, that isn’t visible within their Village. Thus Syrilae are patient creatures, upon which time seems to hold no grasp. Years feel to them as no more than weeks or months to Humans. Often, a Syrilae will understand the fragility of life when watching foreign friends, lovers, or their own foreigner parents, die long before they do.
But the Syrilae are creatures who revere life and, through oral traditions passed down the generations since time immemorial, they know to owe their existence to the life of the Ansai.
The Ansai (a Syrilae term designating what Humans would call ‘leader’) is the beating heart of the Syrilae culture: women descending from the very first Syrilae, who lived thousands of years ago, and whose blood carries a magical legacy believed to be at the root of the Syrilae’s continued existence.
Ansai are born to Ansai; Ansai are always women, protectors who will leave the Village at some point in their life to bring order to the outside world. Some, like Ansai Adelouhn and her daughter Sorasiehn, chose the way of the sword to uphold an innate sense of justice. Others, like Sorasiehn’s daughter Nefahtil, and Nefahtil’s own daughter Selessannea, remained at the Village and contributed to its growth before the call of the outside reached their hearts.
An Ansai’s power is greater than any other Syrilae’s… and their lives significantly shorter. All, from the beginning of time ’til now, had in common one aspect: a deep bond with the Aberviohn, who take of their lives to nourish their own.
The Aberviohn are as old as time, if not older. No one truly knows when they appeared or why, but most Syrilae adhere to the common belief that without an Ansai to act as catalyst for the Aberviohn’s power, the Syrilae themselves would be doomed to extinction.
These crystal-like trees grew in a wide circle around the area that would eventually become the Syrilae Village. It is their warm, blue glow that will one day lead the neighbouring Humans to deem the forest ‘haunted’, and to name it the Ghostlight Forest. Yet the Aberviohn are no more dead than sleeping trees in winter. What Humans cannot pick up on are the vibrations emitted by these sentient trees, like silent breaths upon the air. With their so-called ‘bat-winged’ ears, the Syrilae can hear the Aberviohn’s voices, but only the Ansai is capable of decrypting the messages carried by these silent vibrations.
And it is through the Ansai that the Aberviohn express their will: an endless quest for peace, for understanding, for compassion. They are the prime reason that strangers who stray into the Ghostlight Forest have always been welcomed and tended for by the Syrilae, while all that would threaten their beloved peace are met with an unbreakable barrier denying them entry. The Aberviohn are protection incarnate; all that reside in their midst need never again worry.
Be they residing at the Village or living far from home, all Syrilae share a bond with the Aberviohn, and this bond allows them to find their way home with ease. For the Aberviohn never abandon their children, and never will.
And that is all for the (short) Syrilae introduction 🙂
The Aberviohn, Ansai and Syrilae play an integral part in The Age of Silence. That is why, these coming Sundays, I’ll be delving into the lives of the latest Ansai.
Thanks for reading and stay tuned for the next Special, Nefahtil and Selessannea, same channel 😀
Originally posted on Blogger, on July 30, 2017
Reruns are edited/improved versions wherever possible.