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So I tried to mimic the communicative style of Spinners, but it probably turned out kind of awkward instead of authentic. Perhaps a Spinner attempting poetry is just more convoluted than they normally are? 
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[b]Dance of the Spinners[/b]

When the echoes of He are not echoed in the songs of us,
and his tapestries are not woven into the songs of birds
which reflect upon the sea and unto us, as would be just,
the echoes of the Storyteller around that which we gird
floating adrift, so we must swim as the Bosmer must,
but the Bosmer cannot see or hear or sing unspurred.

Without an echo to which to swim, but without ears with which to hear,
the Bosmer sit stagnant, with none else but the self to echo.
The Silvenar with blood running gold, nay not him but all far and near,
for whom to echo songs of echoes when there's no ears or fellow
when the fellow drinks gold to blind the self of running blood and fear?

No pleas to the Green Lady to act, surely, she too deafens,
with no voice and no song, and no heart and no body
to neither speak nor fight in the Bosmer's name, or take up weapons -
expression of Bosmer tradition cannot be fated to disembody.
True, not like this, the future yields promise in light of transgressions.

Bosmer corrupted by promise, made fools and sinners,
when Thalmor came with gifts to hide their slaughter.
Of six veils to tread, in the changing of Nirn, one is rarely thinner
still reminded were we by the daughter of wood and sky, that daughter -
my daughter - to sing and fight again, to fear the dance of the Spinners.
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