from all the ends of the earth
My cry did not go unanswered! Now we have a wonderful girl working with us who creates equally wonderful things. Even without being here, she was able to depict this from my vague verbal description and crooked drawings onion, and did it just fine.
Here she herself, and here it is public, which has a lot of good things in it.
We continue the story with the days of the week. We started - that means we need to finish.
- six-day week: among the Glinnar elves and the Sadorei elves. Apparently, it arose among them at the stage when they were one and only people. Glinnar days of the week are called as follows:
— a five-day week among the Dverg-Kharassukhumi people. These were distinguished by a somewhat strange imagination and named the days haṭaxel "one night" moñquxel “two-night”... They probably liked it better that way. Hard to tell.
- incomprehensible game - among the Eryakhshar dzherts. After three eight-day weeks there was one six-day week, then again three eight-day weeks and one six-day week... This is mainly due to their calendar, but more on that another time.
The days of the eight-day week were simply called ordinal numbers: rāz̧ef "first", teref “second”, ... Six-day days - borrowed from the Glinnar people and look like saţya, līnya, ţelya, geria, fēḑya, ērya.
Somehow this post turned out to be quite small compared to that one. Well, nothing!
And yet another thing. The thing is not too frequent, but not too rare either; known to many, but not to everyone. In general, we found several sets of clothes of the Glinnar elves. But the clothes they wore… fifteen thousand years ago?
Dating is a little tricky, but such clothes are literally the first relatively civilized Alf attire known to history. It appeared even when the ancestors of modern Glinnarians lived in tropical and subtropical latitudes.
It consists of:
The male from the female, if anything, does not differ at all, that's why I painted it only on the male figure. I did not add bracers, because they were not used so often (although they are in almost all the sets we found). I think a little later I will ask our artist to draw everything in colors: the embroidery is very beautiful, it’s a sin not to show it.
The further I go, the later I write posts, because during the day the heat is unbelievable and I just want to melt. But let's get started anyway.
What a find! As is known, the Harassukhum dvergs - both men and women - applied certain tattoos to their heads, which had a sacred meaning. The women then grew their hair back, but the men often did not - they shaved their heads. This is just a short historical excursion, just in case.
We found a drawing of the three most popular images, starting from... the third century, I guess? It's a jug of water (oddly resembling a beetle), a tree and... I'll console the most shy by saying that it's a rocket. I'll tell the rest of you the truth - it's a phallus. Yes, they wore it on their heads and showed it to people. A symbol of fertility and all that. Cultural traditions!
The drawing was done very carelessly and in a hurry - I tried to redraw it in approximately the same way. It is difficult to say why. Perhaps the person who drew it did it secretly and did not want to get caught.
Let's talk a little about the days of the week? Because... why not.
The seven-day week appeared in Orov relatively long ago, but not by itself. It was borrowed from the Daids, passed on to the Hellenes and the Romans, and then spread in all directions and has been doing quite well ever since. But the names of these very days differ somewhat from nation to nation.
That's all, by and large.
Now I understand that I wanted to tell not only about the seven-day week, but also about other versions, but... there is already too much text! So until next time =D
Today I did a little work on “Words about Walking,” and just in case, I re-read the existing pieces of text to refresh everything in my memory. And I came across a thing that I screwed up in an absolutely terrible way.
In the very first text, in a short note from the author, we see the following words: “all the evil brothers", "The two of us fraternized through an oath." And they translated them as simply “we fraternized,” omitting the “oath” - in any fraternization ritual, certain oaths are taken, right?
Overall, this is a very, very big mistake. I sprinkle ashes on the top of my head, which is already starting to grow, and explain what exactly we missed.
Five minutes of searching on the Internet was enough for me, Zear and Berenice to find a thing called vişē fuğaxn, which means “oath of allegiance” in Geartoi. It would take a long time to talk about its origins and other things, so the most important fact is immediately clear: the Gearts who brought it to each other became more than just brothers. They, in essence, thus expressed a desire to have a common family, common offspring, common... literally everything! Just in case, let me remind you that the Eryakhshar families were entirely polygamous: both on the male side and on the female side.
That is, such an oath was sworn to each other by people who were very close to each other. And in the text, since the author (Motley) so emphasizes that it was “the curse” that he and Viryaz fraternized, this is probably what is meant. Because otherwise I can’t imagine why specifically pointing this out.
The question arises. How did it happen that a geart and a man swore an oath of this kind to each other? What the hell is this anyway?
I deliberately waited until today: I hoped that the bot that reposted on Telegram would come to life. Alas, the miracle did not happen; They have some kind of showdown with the provider, so all we have to do is wait.
In the meantime, post. About those same bracers. And they look like this:
Additionally, it is worth considering that the bracers themselves are simply incredibly huge. They were clearly made for a person, but... for some kind of giant man. I have some guesses about who it could be, but for now it’s better to keep quiet so as not to get into trouble.
From the closest thing we could find online to our find, keep the photo in the header. There are two main differences: the scales on our bracers are slightly smaller and are not fastened with any metal rings.
The post about bracers will be! My guess was right. Until then, here are some random historical facts.
Writing appeared in the Orova territories a long time ago. The first, of course, were the Glinnar elves, but I don't want to talk about that. Any writing presupposes the presence of two objects: something to write on and something to write with. We'll talk about writing utensils now!
Some new news!
I have delegated a good half of my responsibilities to Berenice, which is why she is now suffering just as I have been suffering for the last two weeks. However, now we have a kind of stagnation at the excavation site: already so many materials, monuments and various other finds have accumulated that you just have time to study, research, describe, translate them... well, you understand, yes. If there is something really interesting, we will tell you. And it is very likely that it will be: I heard something out of the corner of my ear about ring-plate bracers, which look quite unusual. Let's see, in short.
My hobby, related to writing art, is beginning to grow and take on terrible proportions. For example, today an idea popped into my crazy head that I just can’t get rid of. There is such an Eryakhshar poem, “Song of Strange Love,” written in the 9th-8th century BC. Tells about the love of a jeart for a person; What is characteristic is that neither the author is really known, nor even his gender.
Here's the idea. Since the poem narrates everything almost entirely in the past tense, classical translations into Retzin use the masculine gender: “did,” “remembered,” and so on. But why not, I thought, try to avoid explicitly indicating the gender of the hero of this poem? Paraphrase, change the tense, do something else so that the translation has the same unspokenness as in the original.
Zear said that I was completely gone, but if anything happened, he was ready to help. And this is very beneficial to me: he is the bearer of the modern Geartoi, and he has not changed that much over the past two-plus millennia.
And one last thing. Amazing artist Mara Voev I drew the cover for my cyberpunk writing. I am attaching the original drawing with the title already attached. Thanks her!
Good night to you.
We confirm/refute your guesses: yesterday Acherus came to visit us again. And almost at the same time Berenice returned. In short, we had a very good time last night.
And the first thing Acherus showed us was this image that we posted yesterday. Some artist drew him himself - in the form in which he was before changing his body to an alva-shaped one. In all our meetings (of course, there were about four of them, but still) I have never seen him so happy.
“The colors weren’t accurate,” was the only flaw he found in the art. And it’s not surprising: a draghar’s eye sees differently than a human’s or an Alvian’s, which is why Acherus, even if he wanted to, could not explain what exactly he wants to see.
And after talking a little about everything, I plucked up courage and asked him a question that had been tormenting me for a long time. As you can see, there are no wings in the picture - but the East Asian tradition, nevertheless, considers them to fly. And the question is, accordingly: how?.. Of course, I searched on the net and read articles, but they all look like pure speculation.
"We didn't fly that often, actually., answered Acherus. — And when they flew, they... learned to do without wings, so to speak. From a layman's point of view, it looks like this: you make the body light enough so that it can float in air currents. If there is a need for it, then you give yourself an impulse in some direction and begin to move there. We abandoned wings long before I was born, and here I can hardly explain why. One of the reasons, it seems to me, is to make it easier to swim underwater. With wings it would probably be very inconvenient".
And after that, he even stayed overnight with us, even though there were no more places. And, despite all my persuasion and waving of my arms, I lay down on the floor.
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