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        After eating, Tarshah sat in the hearth room. He withdrew a metallic, looking instrument with sixteen silver chords, all arranged in a scale. It was his lyre. The frame of the lyre was crafted into a skewed curve, and it was dipped in sunglow silver to symbolize the pretence of the heavens. It sparkled against the glowing embers in the hearth. Sitting with legs crossed on the hard, oak floor of the Manor, he began plucking at the lyre and singing a melodic tune. Tarshah was the finest bard of the Outcast and he composed his own music for the goodness of nature and the Queen of Sólungcallas. The music he composed was rather delightful and pleasant to the ears, considering his licentious and carnal behavior. His music was known to quell the mightiest of the beasts in nature.
        "Aoin, Dòu, Trá ... Diábló an gCoírbhaóith mhoírgcoeáinneód naòim dhá. Cúid, Deáib, Dísh ... Áal dáimhóith rhuínneód pláin òim bhísh. Síeha, Aóch, Níssí ... Áal dómabhriaóith bhá n-rhíssí. Dín, Óilafhain, Dhòuafhain ... hAómh còa gceáiraith n-fhoínn. Í dháin, Tráifhain, Go nlaimh hIósamhain an Bhlanc sín ámma Gáiel hÍshcoúir í-Phlían. Gmeórch a dóm áuphúaidh Dhiábhól ní hAódeálhuígh ruírmhair a mó bhí mír nínoáth. Shíeann gcòa! Íath!" Tarshah sang out with pride.
        The tune danced off the chords with exuberance and it blended with the etherealness of Tarshah's ingratiating voice. The strength of the melody ignited the embers of the glowing hearth as the song progressed in command, and the flames flickered about as if dancing to the wonder of the harmony, that was the wonder of the forgotten power of elves.
        "Tarshah," Daulky admitted. "The wonder of the elves and the power of their spirit has been revived today from ages ago. Your music has consecrated the forgotten, harmony of the elves. Kuírbha will be cast out of the heavens for sure one day." He beat his heart with fervor to the beat of the tune, as Tarshah repeated the tune. "Fire, fire, fire!"

Ràvin Four, Chronicles of Tristan: The Revelation © 1997

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Counting in Kue:

        The above song is a classic, number song. Many songs of the elves were always associated with numbering, as it meant the increase of their powers, not only through time and the ages, but in sovereignty. Thirteen is always regarded a sacred number to the elves, for it depicts wholesome completeness of nature: five elemental points, four seasons and four winds (or eight feasts).
        In the Chronicles of Tristan: In Search of the Welgòrzhsa, the Number songs reappear dominantly with Itheuks T'Bleth. In his dreams, Itheuks hears the song of children as they sing to him in numbers. As he learns, these numbers are clues to the missing Welgòrzsha, and they are codes from Klak's Letters in the Chronicles of Tristan: The Revelation.
        Tarshah was singing a song that was a vision, belonging to Òurias Noíragga. In his vision, he saw a choir of the Arganáis, each of them wreathed in a refining fire. They were in the heavens, and they were singing the above tune. Behind them, a door was opened and the sky bled, like it did once in the Book of the Morning when the Xandràxan was released to plague Arden. The song was sung during the period of Dark Sleep as a portent to Kuírbha, when he mastered the Realm of Uran.
        Òurias Noíragga witnessed this in a vision before seeing the "pillar of fire" on the Altar of Connaírgha. He inscribed this song on the stone altar in Thría Ceárthaódh, the temple of the Warriors of Srí. The song is translated:

"One, two, three, the Devil is the Adversary, that always is chasing after me. Four, five, six, he is always throwing sticks at me. Seven, eight, nine, he misses the mark all the time. Ten, eleven, twelve, God dwells in his Temple. And, then, thirteen, appears the bright, saving at the Morning Watch (or, at Dawn) in the Horizon. Profound fear passes onto the Devil in the Lake of Fire forever and ever. Glory be! Amen."

        I have uploaded a page of the Cátern Numbering as supplemental material to the Kue Mythology. On the same page, you can also find information on the Days of the Week, Watches, the elfin Months and Sidereal Information. Who knows the conception behind the lyrics that Tarshah is singing? Anyone ever remember singing the song of “One, Two, Three” with “Mrs. O’Leary’s Cow,” (the cow that is blamed to starting the Great Chicago Fire of 1871) around the campfire with some marshmallows and smores? We used to sing this song around the campfire as kids at Camp Mowana in Fleming Falls, Ohio.

Mrs. O'Leary's Cow
Written By: Unknown, Copyright Unknown

Late one night
When we were all in bed
Old Mother Leary
Left a lantern in the shed

And when the cow kicked it over,
She winked her eye and said,
"There’ll be a hot time
In the old town, tonight."


One, two, three, the devil's after me;
Four, five, six, he's always throwing bricks;
Seven, eight, nine, he misses all the time.

“Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Amen.”

(Both verses sung simultaneously with men and women and quieting each round of singing; only spoken is emphasized each round)

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Eric R. Chatham
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Medina County, Ohio
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