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  ...Svart felt the knife twist within. It was at this moment she decided
that her path led down the trail of suffering and strength, regardless of
cost. In depending upon others, one becomes a victim, she reasoned, even if
that person is your kin. In her fury, Svart drew her sword and in one motion,
cleaved Henkilo in twain.
  Henkilo gasped in sorrow, and her spirit left the realms forever to join
the gods. Sith'a'niel cried aloud as if she herself had been struck, and wept
over the body of her mother.
  "Come to me, my brothers and sisters," cried Svart. "Let us mold the realms
in our image. Let us be free of the other races and hold dominion over all
the realms beneath our feet, for truly, that is what the gods intended."
  Sith'a'niel, still weeping for her mother, rose to defy Svart. "We've been
granted responsibility, not dominion, my sister. And it is apparent that your
heart would twist the realms away from the gods' intentions."
  Half of the children sided with Sith'a'niel, half with Svart. With a howl
of rage, Svart and her followers began to battle Sith'a'niel and her cohorts,
fighting over the very spot where their mother had died. Sith'a'niel's band
managed to fight back Svart's, forcing them deep into the bowels and belly of
the earth.
  There did Svart and her band form a city, the city of Ch'zzrym. They called
themselves the deep elves, and the followers of Sith'a'niel took the name
  So, then, did Sith'a'niel and the elves take to the woods, creating homes
and shelters for themselves in the bows and branches as children of trees and
  To this day, from the deeps come the children of Svart to take dominion,
from the forests and woods come the children of Sith'a'niel to protect and
    --- "The Myth of Henkilo" translated from versions of tale in both the
ancient Sylvan and Deep by Dylva Razhell. Full text available at Craeftilin
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