THE MALANN MANUSCRIPT REPRESENTS THE earliest known eyewitness account into the rituals and traditions of the Molon Labe Tribe which makes its home in the South Manesian Archipelago. It is an extraordinary document, which describes in vivid detail the worship rites and culture carried out by this once-sprawling island empire, starting more than a thousand years ago. This manuscript has not, of course, survived intact over this period of time. It has an interesting history of itself, which is no less interesting than the text itself.
In around 279 BN, Malann of the Western Reach set forth on an exploratory venture and inquiry into the nature of the tribes and civilizations that made up the bulk of the Manesian Sea (at this time, popularly known as the Iltilikk Sea). At this time, the diplomatic prominence of Pegisopolis had not yet collapsed, so Malann was mainly concerned with reaching Pegasus trade posts and barges to refuel in between contact with what he describes as largely savage and heathen tribes of ponies. His interest is seized, however, when he comes across a southern tribe of Griffons known as the Molon Labe. Something of particular note that must be said about Malann was that he was an excellent documentarian. The attention to detail in his work is astonishing, and he is careful to create a dichotomy between heresay and direct observation. At many points in the text he uses the phrase, "I saw with my own eyes" to explicitly denote the fact that in spite of how incredible a claim might be, he observed it personally and it is factually true…
Friend and Brother: It was the will of the Great Spirit that we should meet together this day. He orders all things, and has given us a fine day for our council. He has taken his garment from before the sun, and caused it to shine with brightness upon us. Our eyes are opened, that we see clearly; our ears are unstopped, that we have been able to hear distinctly the words you have spoken. For all these favors we thank the Great Spirit; and him only.
Brother: This council fire was kindled by you. It was at your request that we came together at this time. We have listened with attention to what you have said. You requested us to speak our minds freely. This gives us great joy; for we now consider that we stand upright before you, and can speak what we think. All have heard your voice, and all speak to you now as one man. Our minds are agreed.
Brother: You say you want an answer to your talk before you leave this place. It is right you should have one, as you are a great distance from home, and we do not wish to detain you. But we will first look back a little, and tell you what our fathers have told us, and what we have heard from our people.
Brother: Listen to what we say. There was a time when our forefathers owned this great island. Their seats extended from the rising to the setting sun. The Great Spirit had made it for the use of Molon Labe. He had created the fish, and the birds, and the other animals for food. He made the bear and the beaver. Their skins served us for clothing. He had scattered them all over the islands and taught us how to take them. He had caused the earth to produce berries for food. All this He had done for his children because he loved them. If we had some disputes about our hunting ground, they were generally settled without the shedding of much blood. But an evil day came upon us. There was a great shattering, and the Great Spirit's single voice became a discordant choir. This is what began the strife of our Empire and caused what you see today…