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This book is involved in a quest series from the Silverspring Quest Series.
There are 13 missing pages. The first 3 quests are 4, 5, and 4 pages, each, and turning them in gives you a completed chapter which updates the 4th quest. When all 3 chapters are found, the final quest is to take the completed book back to the Hall of the Eye of Wisdom.
Even a causal reading of the text makes obvious that there are holes in this copy of the text. It is unknown whether these missing fragments still exist in the world, but even without them much can be learned from the text.
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In Taborea, Ayvenas wrote about endless grasslands and trees that
soared to the sky. He w
Ayvenas discovered that these animals He created from the mud
were very fragile. They would become sick and die. They would
bump into things and be injured. If they were threatened they
would become fearful. They did not know how to protect
All the tribes of the world worked towards their own goals. They
calmly developed in peace. Ayvenas was pleased. He wondered
what would happen if the world was not peaceful, so this too he
wrote this down.
Because of Ayvenas' carelessness, the people of the world
changed. Ayvenas' incarnations taught the people knowledge and
skills. But discrepancies started to arise between the groups. When
they were taught how to receive rewards from their skills some pe
As the story was told down through the generations, the scraps of
Taborea came to be known as "oracles". The legen also arose that
if you owned one of these scraps, you could control the future.
The highest god wrote a book
Its name was Taborea
Creating the land we mortals live
The eternal Taborea
Beautiful poems formed the sky and the seas
Profound words the tree and the mountains
Blessing the glory of life
Listen to me!
All living things arose from His phrases
Time on the leaf parchment of the book
Steps trailing into the distance
Never before heard rhythms and dance
Strength that lay on the chord of a harp
I shall tell you!
That is a place He has never seen before
That is what the spirits look forward to
But in a distant palace, untouched
They eternally call out His name
The vision of all living things stops
In a moment b
Melody of a futre to come
Oracles the key to that knowledge
Make time detach from ots fate and fly
Scream and run and burn
Taborea in haste
Passing through the fog
You are hell
And heaven as well"
We call your name
The men that He loves
Look at the book which He created
Its name is Taborea
You are the land we are born and die
All life dances within you
Abide by the god's voice
But we desire to hide in time
A life interweaves, old words are cast away
The poems the spirits created gives way to new verse
Words that He has not heard
A frenzied beat
The world os already beyond His control
He cound not forsee
Still full of hope
"For a long time there were sprouts of new life
We were the same as other tribes
The oracles power of change
Declared that under the heavens
That the destination we were going to
His heavenly words
That is hope
And also destruction"
The key to the door of time
The knowledge to change the destiny
This fate which can never be disobeyed
This moment of infinite power
Human world becomes a burning hell
Or a return to paradise
Just in a moment