In the pre-time when the land of Gods was not yet seporated from the land of the sagars and the deep fjords of the western edge sat as gateways to the mulls of Oden and Ballhagar, a prinskin lived who had been destined to rule over all things. He laboured hard at the matters that would make him worthy of taking the path bestowed to him and throughout his middle youth, fashioned his body and spirit so that he may be ready. Each day at dawn the prinskin Meague swam ahead of the agwasors across the siduni fjord for one kahy, then pulling his body to the wide road tham ran from the sagar's new village to the miden, he would set off to start his chores amongst the sagars. And it was true that the sagars respected and visioned him above and each year their alms were made heavy when the prinskin road his speed chariot from the miden to the place where the Gods left a deep toned cymbal wrapped in the fleece of a two tooth lamb, for the rewards the Gods gifted to him he gifted to the sagars of need.

The sagars awed the Gods and wished that the prinskin could be of them so they might also be of his spirit. Each year they offered him the just ripened fruit of their people for him to gorge, but the prinskin each year would nay for his sid was destimed only for Grunvanka, the daughter of Halskor and Grunkals the tender of the gardens that led to Valhalla. So it was with wrath and thorstorm that the Gods cast vishings on Meague when he weak of spirit and meeded highly gorged on the new fruit of the sagars and gysered his sid on the new fruit. 'Thy spring will be born in the darkest days and shall always be a Meague' lawed the Gods. But the will of the prinskin lawed that his spring be always forthed in the red land in the sud where the darkest days became bright with light and Meague would be and known as the bird of summer. 'Thy spring shall for timewards odour great' lawed the Gods and again the prinskin made alter so that his spring could find odour greatly and he would be known for it.

All springs of the prinskin have been cursed with the times of the prinskin and they too must fashion their day with the call of his labour