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.