Folkhamlár Research Challenge

The micelwritu of the meeting of læreowas of the Folkhamlár of Greatvale, 28th day of Sunnemath, Gaderung-at-large for Learning Asser presiding, Vera Ælfredsdohtor writing.

As you all know, the recent journeys to the Hidden Lands by Meharanganar Toreanastrarax of Denestiriux and Daegal Swordsmith of Greatvale have forced us to reexamine our former theories about the Elder Folk. In particular, several of the artifacts they brought back, including efforts to copy the cave drawings and carvings they saw, may shed light on the form and function of the houses that floated above the earth. The artifacts and drawings are presently in the special exhibits hall of the Folkhamlár’s museum, and I would like to encourage each member of this community to examine them through the lens of his or her own discipline. In two months time, at the end of Hærfastmath, the artifacts will travel on to their next location. In five months time, on the 28th day of Deorcmath, the Folkhamlár will sponsor a lárthing for the presentation of research projects related to the examination of the Hidden Lands artifacts. This is an unprecedented opportunity to engage with our own mythology, all the more significant coming to us as it does in a moon year. Thank you for your presence here today, and I look forward to the discussions that will fill these halls over the next months.

Earth and Sky

These brief paragraphs were found among some artifacts of the Elder Folk. They appear to have been written by a woman and may be a fragment from a journal or a letter. 


We didn’t always live in houses that float above the earth. My grandmother says that her grandmother lived on the ground as a child and she used to tell stories, but they have been lost. I have tried to imagine what it would be like to live on the earth, and it’s hard.

There is a large boulder I can see from my window, and I imagine that it is a house sitting on the ground. It seems so vulnerable. In the springtime, the river expands to cover it. In the dry times of year, animals can walk right up to it. They climb up and sleep in the sun. Would they climb on houses? That would be strange indeed.

When the storms come, our houses in the sky sway and drift, but the boulder and the trees on the ground don’t move. How did houses on the ground stay still? I suppose they would have to have been flat on the bottom, but what made them stay put? Did earth houses have roots like the trees?

Animals and weather notwithstanding, the earth may be a safer place to live in some ways. Falling is certainly less dangerous when you start out closer to the ground. I sometimes think that taking care of children must have been so much easier. No child from our village has Fallen in living memory, but it is still every mother’s and aunt’s and older sister’s greatest worry. Greater than fire, greater than bathwater, greater than illness. We are haunted by the Fall. Sometimes when the straps of the sling dig into my shoulders or the toddler is restless on my hip, I envy the women who lived on the earth, who could set their babies down safely, without fear of the Fall.