Tyrnonos, Lord of Dyved, ruled the seven townships in a dark land.
Tyrnonos was known as the Thunder-of-Water,
for his mother found him in a cavern, behind a water-fall,
and there was no braver man in all the realm.
Tyrnonos had a mare in his household and he regarded her as the best horse in all nine
worlds. Every May Eve, she foaled, but no one ever knew anything more of the foal,
so that the Lord of Dyved said to his Master of the Horse, “We are fools to lose the foal of
this mare every year.”
“But, what can be done about it?” asked the Master of the Horse.
“Three days hence it will be May Eve,” said Tyrnonos, “and I intend to find out
what fate the foals have met with.”
So, Tyrnonos went with the seven chieftains of Dyved to hold counsel upon the
Fair-Mound of Arbeth, and to see what could be seen.
The seven chieftains of Dyved who were to sit in counsel with Tyrnonos where these:
Caradawg-the-Hound, Hevyd Broad-Back, Unig-the-Tall, Idig Arm-Strong,
Hwlch Bone-Lip, Ynawg-the-Small and Gruddyeu Long-Head.
Said Talyssin-the-Bard to Tyrnonos before he set foot on the Fair-Mound, “Lord, the ancient
lays are clear as a scryed lake and on one point they all agree; it is the property of this hill
that whenever a man of royal blood sits upon it, one of two things occurs: either he
receives blows and wounds, or else, he sees a wonder.”
“Well, I do not expect to receive blows and wounds in the company of such a host as this,”
said Tyrnonos, Thunder-of-Water, “but I should very much like to see a wonder.” …
Excerpt from, Crucible of the Sun, by Stuart France