Mengoor and Cra'adug
Sterile Mengoor! Simple Cra’adug!
You tithed strength to each other, like comrades
When you pulled down the Gift Mast, dyad-bound
the tithing did not reach me
I punish you. I pronounce two curses, thus —
Let one of you be the lesson
This shape is strength — this shape endures
I will arm you with fire
Let one of you be the learner
Learn the shape and the direction of strength
Tithe both sides of your blade to me
I am Oryx, not bound by law. I pronounce a third curse —
Let separation rule you. Let companionship be your ruin.