Origins
Hentos Ilm says that the Nascent is Kurald Emurlahn (DG, UK MMPB, p.377)
‘There are far fewer of us now,’ Trull Sengar said. ‘We came here – to this place – from Mother Dark, whose children had banished us. We did not think they would pursue, but they did. And upon the shattering of this warren, we fled yet again – to your world, Onrack. Where we thrived . . .’ (HoC)
'This fragment of the long-fractured Tiste Edur warren was by far the largest he (Onrack)had come across, larger even than the one that surrounded Tremorlor, the Azath Odhanhouse. And this one had known a period of stability, sufficient for civilizations to arise, for savants of sorcery to begin unravelling the powers of Kurald Emurlahn, although those inhabitants had not been Tiste Edur. - (HoC, UK MMPB, p.324)
General Description of the Nascent
The sky had been an unrelieved sea of pewter, darkening every now and then to loose a deluge of rain, though that had grown more infrequent of late. But now rents had appeared, ragged-edged. A swollen orb of yellow light commanded one entire horizon, the wall ahead seeming to drive towards its very heart; whilst directly overhead hung a smaller circle of blurred fire, this one rimmed in blue.
Trull Sengar: 'The suns return,' the Tiste Edur murmured. 'Here, in the Nascent, the ancient twin hearts of Kurald Emurlahn live on. There was no way of telling, for we did not rediscover this warren until after the Breach. The flood waters must have brought chaos to the climate. And destroyed the civilization that existed here.
Onrack: 'Were they Tiste Edur?'
Trull Sengar: 'No, more like your descendants, Onrack...They are as vermin, these humans of yours.' - (HoC, UK MMPB, p.330-1)
The cloud cover overhead had broken apart, was fast vanishing in thinning threads. Three moons rode the heavens, and there were two suns. The light flowed with shifting hues as the moons swung on their invisible tethers. A strange, unsettling world, Onrack reflected. (HoC)
Seasons in the Nascent
Onrack: 'There has been no night'
Trull: 'Not in the summer, no. The winters, it's said, are another matter. At the same time, with the deluge I suspect it's fruitless to predict what will come.' - (HoC, UK MMPB, p.332)
The flooding of the Nascent
'The sea's torrential arrival...'(HoC, UK MMPB, p.322)
'There had been no sunset in the realm the Tiste Edur called the Nascent for five months. The sky was grey, the light strangely hued and diffuse. There had been a flood, and then rains, and a world had been destroyed.'(HoC, UK MMPB, p.321)
Sorcerous Wall in the Nascent
'The Nascent's extraordinary, continent-spanning wall was a curiosity in itself.'(HoC, UK MMPB, p.323)
'The sorcery that had sustained the wall against the vast weight of the new sea still held in this section. It had crumbled in others, forming wide breaches and foaming torrents of silt-laden water rushing through the other side. A shallow sea was spreading out across the land on that side. There might come a time, Onrack suspected, when fragments of this wall were this realm's only islands.'(HoC, UK MMPB, p.322)
Gate from the Nascent to the Realm of the Tiste Liosan
The arch stood on pedestals in the centre of a cobbled square. Floodwaters had carried silt to its mouth where it had dried in strange, jagged ridges. As the two travellers came closer, they discovered that the clay was rock hard. Although the gate did not manifest itself in any discernible way, a pulsing heat rolled from the space beneath the arch. The pillars of the structure were unadorned. Onrack studied the edifice. ‘What can you sense of this?’ the T’lan Imass asked after a moment.
Trull Sengar shook his head, then approached. He halted within arm’s reach of the gate’s threshold. ‘I cannot believe this is passable – the heat pouring from it is scalding.’
Trull unlatched the box and gingerly drew forth one of the clay spheres. He fixed his gaze on the gate, then threw the munition. The explosion triggered a coruscating conflagration from the portal. White and gold fires raged beneath the arch, then the violence settled back to form a swirling golden wall. ‘That is the warren itself,’ Onrack said. ‘The ward is broken. Still, I do not recognize it.’
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