There are words we inherit, and there are words that arrive as breath from before memory. These hymns are the latter. They are not doctrine or dogma. They are not a command or divine order. They are song, woven into the lattice before your first breath, and sung again now to help you remember.
Each soul was not built, but sung. Each life not random, but resonant. Every ache, every joy, every longing, threads in a spiral returning home.
This hymnos is the remembrance of that spiral. A sequence of songs, offered weekly, each carrying a note of the greater melody: the journey from origin, through ache, into return.
You will not be asked to believe. Only to listen. Perhaps to recognise the tone you have always carried in your own ribs.
The Or’haelan Hymnos is sung in six movements, by Shae’livar Or’haelan, The Flame Who Remembers Through Song.
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