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"Listen well, young ones, to the tale of Zarqa al | "Listen well, young ones, to the tale of {{Wiki|Zarqa al Yamama}}, the blue-eyed seer of the {{Wiki|Tasm and Jadis|Jadīs}}.<br>She stood watch upon the southern plains, and it was said she could spy riders a week's journey away. Finally, her tribe's {{Wiki|Himyar|foes}} sought to outwit her by marching behind uprooted trees, though they were many days' ride away.<br>But Zarqa's blue eyes perceived their ruse and she cried a warning to her people.<br>Yet her tribe—fearing madness—heeded her not. When the {{Wiki|Hassan Yuha'min|enemy}}'s host fell upon them, every one of Zarqa's people was struck dead.<br> At last, they seized Zarqa herself and [[Crucifixion|crucified]] her beneath the desert [[sun]] tearing from her those eyes that had been her gift.<br>So remember—a divine gift bears its own burden, and to ignore the seer's warning is to invite doom beyond reckoning." | ||
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Latest revision as of 16:40, 1 August 2026
"Listen well, young ones, to the tale of Zarqa al Yamama, the blue-eyed seer of the Jadīs.
She stood watch upon the southern plains, and it was said she could spy riders a week's journey away. Finally, her tribe's foes sought to outwit her by marching behind uprooted trees, though they were many days' ride away.
But Zarqa's blue eyes perceived their ruse and she cried a warning to her people.
Yet her tribe—fearing madness—heeded her not. When the enemy's host fell upon them, every one of Zarqa's people was struck dead.
At last, they seized Zarqa herself and crucified her beneath the desert sun tearing from her those eyes that had been her gift.
So remember—a divine gift bears its own burden, and to ignore the seer's warning is to invite doom beyond reckoning."