History of Hamon
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Definition of Hamon
ong Ago, back before the histories of the world were obscured by The Great Sundering, before the age of magic and steel, before the time of writing and thought, there was chaos.
A primeval tumult, beyond reckoning. Out of this chaos came a single thought. Be. This thought willed itself into the first of the Ancient Gods, thus began the Age of Creation. This god bled fire and sweated rivers. Its breath was the hurricane and its hands the earth. Through will unknowable the First, the Prime God, forged the world. It stood upon the lands, and breathed. But for all its creation it was alone. So full of the pain of solitude The Prime cried endless tears that filled the land and became the rivers and the seas. From the divine chest a heart burst out and flew into the sky, becoming the sun. From the reave in its chest, it fell to the lands, becoming the mountains. Its bones the peaks. Its blood lava, its hair the grass, its breath the clouds. The land was still for a long time.
From the mountains came Father Stone. From the Sea came Mother Water. They bathed in the light of the Prime Heart, and using its life, they created life, This was the Age of Birthing. They created the animals and all the shapes of life in the land. They made the peoples to worship them, then climbed into the sky to watch over the land at night. They became the moons. Father the red moon. Mother the White.
Then out of the people rose the Elves and the Men. They discovered magic, and with it sought to control the world. The Elves believed they were formed from the fire of the Prime, because they were immortal, and far better at magic than Men. They decided, that they wold rule the world and make it a place in honour of themselves and children of the prime. Thus began the Age of Power. This age was a time of terrible sorrow, the Elves enslaved the world and made themselves masters of all life.
Then came The Great Sundering. The great land that was became rent and torn. The mountains fell and the seas rose. Fire and storm blasted all of Creation. Until all was left was the Broken Lands. The Lands of now. A place between then and what will be. The Age of Dreams.
The peoples were scattered, one race to a place. It has been a thousand years or more since, the peoples, once nearly destroyed are just starting to find their world. But this world remembers the sins of old, and holds its secrets tight. Only the brave may seek them out and find them.
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