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"He knows our true names, Eragon. We are his slaves forever." - Murtagh
Excerpt from Eldest, the second book of The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini
My thirteen-year-old self had just finished reading Inheritance*. Eragon had finally discovered his true name. The true name of someone was a bunch of words in the Ancient language that defined the person as a whole. It summarised their existence, perhaps even their purpose, and gave them the complete knowledge of their own self. To have someone know your true name meant to have them see you naked. They would know every inch of your mind and soul, allowing them to have complete control over yourself.
I was fascinated by this concept. In our world without dragons, finding one's true name was called attaining enlightenment. The zenith of one's spiritual journey. One could become invincible by knowing their true self, I perceived. I wondered what it takes to get there. Meditating for ages in the Himalayas? Indulging in deep prayers to the almighty? Giving up all worldly pleasures like Sidhartha did?
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| An Ode to the Self by Darshana Suresh |
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This is a part of the April A to Z challenge under the theme of 'My Inhibitions' or 'An Ode to Myself'. Read the other posts here.
Theme Reveal - An Ode to Myself | A for Awkwardness | B for Books | C for Connections | D for Decisions | E for Extempore | F for Failure | G for Gymming | H for Hurt | I for Individuality | J for Judgements | K for Knowledge | L for Left-Out | M for Mediocrity | N for Needful | O for Overthinking | P for Paunch | Q for Quitting | R for Remembering | S for Sensitivity | T for True-Self | U for Usefulness | V for Vexation | W for Writing | X for The Unknown | Y for YOLO | Z for Zone
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