Sunday, November 26, 2017

Sunday Special #18 – Denumbran myth, part 2


Every Sunday I run a Special relating to my writing endeavours and the world of Aeyuu, which is the stage for many stories developed further through the Tales from Aeyuu Patreon. These Blogs are closely tied with my novel-to-be, The Age of Silence, which is basically a story about LoveSacrifice, and Death.

Previous Special Arcs:
0. TAoS Themes (3 journals)
1. The Syrilae (7 journals)
2. The Necrolore (6 journals)

Today we delve again into one of the oldest topic of stories and myths on the continent of Aun: the Denumbra.



Nightmare

A favourite tale among young mothers and grandmothers alike who struggle to get unruly children to bed. Simple in its premise - a monster comes into the night to devour the children whole, this story has evolved over the centuries to depict the creature of nightmare (oft a formless shadow being) as being none other than the fabled Denumbra. Usually, it is followed up by another Denumbran myth, just to drive the idea home that children better behave or there will be consequences. Thus have most Denumbran myths survived over the millenia.

But fear of darkness is nothing new to the Humans; powerless creatures who have always lived in fear of the night, dreading their own kin. This fear only expanded once, so long ago that history never recorded it, the existence of the humanoid Vampires was confirmed. Yet, Humans kept using Nightmare stories to keep their children in line - perhaps because it is easier to frighten a child with something unseen, unknown, that can be shaped into anything the child most fears.

The Asylum

How this myth survived to this day is obscure at best - as is its origin. The reason for it is simple: there are no more asylums on Human lands.

Once a place to lock away the mad and the dissident alike, asylums slowly became obsolete after the apparition of the Vampires. Numerous bloody deaths, unpreventable by unarmed personnel, in time convinced Human society to convert their asylums into fortified prisons or, in certain larger cities, orphanages. With Human trade eventually branching out towards its neighbours and interspecies reproduction becoming a reprehensible reality, madness was no longer viewed as a mental disease but as a sign of latent power, rendering asylums not only obsolete but a a hazard to anyone working in its halls.

Yet in the north-eastern corner of the Human lands, around woodlands too dense and dark to be explored, subsists a myth that speaks of an asylum still in operation. A derelict place of madness, ruled by a phantom; and this belief exists because, from time to time, citizens of surrounding town and cities disappear, to be found weeks, months, even years later wandering the countryside. Maddened. No converging explanations have ever been obtained by these condemned individuals. Only the ravings of guilt that, one day, drove them insane.

The Wolf Revenant

A strange tale this one, oft subsisting among Human settlements that harbour Wyr individuals. These Wyr are the ones who speak of a 'revenant' - a creature of wolven form that smells like old death.

If anything, the Revenant is more of a cultural aspect of the Wyr population - as in, their own version of the Humans' Grim Reaper, which has led Humans familiar with the story of the Revenant to associate it with the Denumbra, as is the Grim Reaper itself. But according to certain sources, there might be more to the myth of the Wolf Revenant. In Korinda namely, the Wolf Revenant is perceived as a threat; a beast that, they believe, is the incarnation of all the innocents tortured and killed in the name of science... and of the Necrolore.

Pictured as a massive, skeletal wolf with disheveled and peeling fur, the Wolf Revenant remains a source of conjecture and fear for all sinners.

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And that is all for this week. There's certainly more legends than these, but they're a good start. Next week I'll either switch to Vampires or Wyr (to stay on the Human lands topic). If you'd like to know about either one, let me know in the comments, and I'll switch to the topic with the most votes :)

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Sunday, November 12, 2017

Sunday Special #17 – Denumbran myth, part 1


Every Sunday I run a Special relating to my writing endeavours and the world of Aeyuu, which is the stage for many stories developed further through the Tales from Aeyuu Patreon. These Blogs are closely tied with my novel-to-be, The Age of Silence, which is basically a story about LoveSacrifice, and Death.

Previous Special Arcs:
0. TAoS Themes (3 journals)
1. The Syrilae (7 journals)
2. The Necrolore (6 journals)

Today we shall delve into one of the oldest set of stories and myths on the continent of Aun: the Denumbra.


The Denumbra: origin myth

This myth finds its origin a long, long time ago, when Humans still were slaves to the mighty Elves of Aun. Legend narrates that, before the dawn of all life, there existed two great Goddesses who oversaw the world: Aeyin, purveyor of light and life, and Tenumbra, ruler of darkness and decay. These two divinities existed side by side for eternity, until a disagreement on the fate of the world pulled them in opposite directions.

After a long and arduous argument turned ferocious war, Aeyin, having gained the upper hand, slew Tenumbra and tore her limb for limb. In order for Tenumbra never to rise to power again, Aeyin granted sentience to Tenumbra's limbs and they became entities upon themselves: the Denumbra.

In subsequent Human folklore the link to Tenumbra was all but lost. The Denumbra became shadow creatures, monsters, eaters of unruly children and of unwary travelers. According to rumour, none who have ever met a Denumbra face to face has lived to tell the tale. But certain legends persisted through time and generations...

The Grim Reaper

Tales of the Reaper are numerous and disjointed; some picture Death as a scythe-wielding man, others grant him monstrous features hidden beneath a cape; yet others, namely in Korinda, speak of Death as being a woman clad in black who can kill a man with but a single touch. It is interesting to note that, in Elven lore, the Grim Reaper is a non-existent figure; to them, there is but one Death, and her name is Tenumbra, the deadly Goddess whose spirit is said to still haunt the lands.

There are numerous records of the Grim Reaper appearing to Humans, yet none were ever corroborated. Death is a legendary figure of tremendous power, the potential for its existence holding sway over Humans for generations. Many a Human has ever hoped to defeat Death itself - an endeavour that has led to the discovery of alchemy, and more.

The Witch of Hahel

No legend has persisted through the millenia as the story of the Witch of Hahel, who in certain stories is depicted as a many-tentacled monstrousity devouring innocent men, women and children. The town of Hahel was destroyed over five millenia ago, nothing but overgrown ruins remaining on lands that are still believed to be cursed. Surrounding cities carry on the myth of the Witch and celebrate her disappearance once a year.

Some stories tell of a mighty warrior who laid waste to the Witch's lair and cut her head off; others depict the Witch as an unnaturally beautiful seductress who swayed the townsmen into killing their own wives and children, and who was dispatched by women turning against her. The Witch is often depicted as a creature of shadow and feminine allure, for all stories tell a similar tale: that of men, lost to the Witch's beauty and the madness induced by her power.

To this day, women deemed of great beauty are sacrificed in those parts, lest the Witch return to lay waste to their communities.

The Devourer

One of the ghastlier legends - and the only one that may be more truth than myth. It has happened, over the centuries and more, that horribly mutilated male bodies were discovered in the most unexpected of places: inn rooms, tightly locked homes, whorehouses. No one heard them scream; no one noticed anything until the morning and their remains were discovered, shredded as though by a voracious nest of rodents.

The Devourer is often depicted as a grotesque humanoid whose head comprises of tentacles that are, in fact, leeches - long, worm-like creatures hailing from the old swamplands and that invaded most of the Human lands. These worm-like things may look like lost branches, but once they catch the scent of flesh, their bodies open up along their entire lengths to reveal rows upon rows of sharp little teeth - which is how the Devourer's tentacle-like 'face' is depicted as.

Despite proof of its existence, the Devourer has never been seen by anyone who survived to tell the tale.

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And that is all for this week. I'll be doing a part 2 next week because I feel like writing up more legends ;)

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Sunday, November 5, 2017

Sunday Special #16 – Beyond Death


Every Sunday I run a Special relating to my writing endeavours and the world of Aeyuu, which is the stage for many stories developed further through the Tales from Aeyuu Patreon. These Blogs are closely tied with my novel-to-be, The Age of Silence, which is basically a story about LoveSacrifice, and Death.

Previous Special Arcs:
0. TAoS Themes (3 journals)
1. The Syrilae (7 journals)

Today we'll conclude this deep dive into the darkest part of Aeyuu by trying to explain what the Necrolore is, and how it works.

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The Necrolore

Though not one Necrolorian would deny the established fact that the Necrolore, the power that has given them their names, is of otherworldly origin, none truly is certain what the Necrolore is. The simplest explanation is that the Necrolore is a form of magic, born from the Spirit Realm - the world of deceased souls only accessible to those of the Lore.

But certainty crumbled once it was discovered that the power of the Necrolore was so intense that it affected native spellcasters such as elves adversely, in some cases killing the caster. Powerful Necrolorian taught their followers that the Necrolore didn't equal the living's magic: it surpassed magic. Or rather, it devoured magic, and all that relied on it.

Since then, conjecture has it that the Necrolore isn't quite some form of magic, but something alive - ironcially speaking. A nonsentient entity of sorts, itself created from the God Thaene that is the source of all Necrolorian power. Whether truth or myth, fact has it that the Necrolore feeds on magic and all who are native spellcasters.

Death control: Curses

So has the understanding of 'curses' evolved along the way. What once Necrolorians believed to be magic encroaching on the fabric of life turned out to be, with every experiment, the Necrolore acting as a parasite upon another's life force - upon their soul. The power and result of these curses varied greatly, as no Necrolorian was the same. Certain curses turned sight into blindness, others enfeebled flesh until paralysis; others yet gangrened the heart until its owner died from the inside. More powerful Necrolorian could ensnare objects that would release a curse upon vicinity or contact, up to triggering the awakening of a Necromant to protect a Necrolorian's lair.

Yet no amount of power could protect the greedy and tyrannical from being struck down by the very magic they revered. Curses would backfire and ensnare their casters, Necromants turn feral and devour their masters. Some attributed these abrupt reversals as curses themselves; and no one would have dared even think that the Necrolore itself might decide who lives and dies.

But several centuries ago, this unspoken fear faded away and was replaced by a far clearer rumour threatening their way of life.

It was said, in hushed circles, that the Children of the Dead Goddess had started hunting down Necrolorian and Necromancers alike.

Legend and myth: the Children of the Dead Goddess

These entities - the Denumbra, as they were called in common Human folklore - were never seen or heard of, believed by the entire continent of Aun to be mere legend; stories told by tired parents, of hideous monsters lurking in the dark that ate unruly children for breakfast. Ancient myth of elven descent, speaking of the timeless Goddess of Death Tenumbra and the Goddess of Life Aeyin, one who destroyed the other in a battle of cataclysmic proportions.

A myth that the Necrolorian begun to believe when rumours started spreading of a dark-haired woman, clad in black, shredding Necromants with an oversized scythe. Humans called her the Grim Reaper - Death. Something that she could not be, for Death lied within the Necrolore.

Yet rumours persist to this day, even though this Grim Reaper has officially not been sighted for the past two centuries. Other rumours exist to this day, most notably of Necrolorians found shredded as though by thousands of tiny, sharp teeth...


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And thus is concluded the Necrolorian act, with a small Denumbran one following. I obviously have ideas where to go with it without telling too much ;)

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Denumbran dream

I got up pretty late this morning simply because I didn't want to relinquish that dreamworld @.@

It's gotta be when I'm working on a different world that my main characters pop up in my dreams - which is so rare an occurrance I just gotta write up this dream for posterity's sake. I's like, 3 pm and I still remember it pretty clearly. Hours later, I just wanna dive back in @.@

I dreamt about my Denumbra (which I'll actually be briefly talking about for next week's Special ;) so sorry if the names mean nothing to whomever might read this <<). Everything was happening in this large building that seemed like a place of business gatherings. Lots and lots of windows, no exits (none I saw anyway). And things started happening. If I recall, the first weird thing that happened is that Zool disappeared (which actually happens on Aeyuu). And then the atmosphere got more oppressive, like we'd lost an important element, and the only thing that popped into my mind was to get more Denumbra over to basically protect people cuz we were with LOTS of people going about their businesses.

So I had Ine appear (pretty close to how I envision her, like a mischievous girl), then it was Kaheesh (who looked like a tan and dreaded older woman, pretty nice - totally not how she really is XD), and even got Leilani (who did have her trademark red hair, but she was chubbier than her real counterpart XD). I even remember talking to Ine about another Denumbran character whom I've been debating the existence with myself - basically, I talked in-dream to my fictitious character about the existence of another fictitious character cuz I figured: well, she'd know whether she's real or not. And to me it made perfect sense to do that XD

The cool thing in that dream is that I had telekinetic powers, one I often have in such adventurous dreams << I remember pulling curtains with the power of my braaaaiiiin.

And then I remember petting a cat. Our car, whose been missing for nearly five years now. Looked exactly as he did when he was still with us. I pet that cat like crazy cuz I was so happy to see him again. He wasn't alone in that room (again a lagr, windowed room), with many other cats, even a dog, all who'd been visibly abused (I remember the dog missing a patch of fur, and its skin in that spot :/ and one cat was black and green and stressed, like he'd been sprayed with a can). Eventually our cat left, and after that the dream started to end.

And it was 11:06 am. And hours later, I'm still seeing my Denumbran buddies very clearly. ;.;

I love character dreams. I have 'em maybe once every blue moon, but I love it when they happen ;.;