Verse:Hmøøh/Srănga Tsayfuan
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Srăga Tsayfuan was a major Pategian fantasy writer and conlanger.
Tsayfuan's conworld
Races
(English names are translation conventions)
- Elves
- Humans
- Dwarves
- Orcs
- Ents
Languages
- Elvish language 1: Vruxma
- Səsnuθma Durin spəxna Moria; δünəŋ łetri hə čərθidəŋ
- Elvish language 2: pseudo-Classical Wdm
- "Valarin": quasi-Amdo Tibetan/Polish (lots of consonant clusters, lenition mania)
- Humans: Germanic gibberish (loosely based on http://www.frathwiki.com/Wiobian)
- Orcs: minimalistic, with suffixing morphology
kadeeppa behattur kel kiimana,
taameppa behattur kel kiimana,
redubeppa behattur kel kiimana,
keerupatteekka durre ledeppa behattur
- Dwarves: quasi-Austronesian/Amharic
- Pärtətəlič o sgəzu kə-fteru di-sumätäk!
- Ents: Raamaanujan (not attested by author)
Quotes
Mi seaf imfnüd se doach te stoac păłoa mosrel,
Tes tsor hălpduth șăm'it — lăta, chnet fa mi yem!
Rinoat ef loc Dămath, dicleap yaf imhăcwel;
Doar bang, yăsnar, tămnüth, mi sngom se chwep păhem.
As summer days trudge on, and meet the winter soil,
And all hope comes to naught — light shines from far away.
Let Fortune turn her wheel, oblivious to our toil;
we skillful ones work hard, and seek the light of day.