There once was an elf named Seidiron, called Maethon who, along with his wife Taulaes, was blessed with six sons: Ôlion, Lathron, Eglerion, Hallon, Galathon, and Fairion, whom his mother called Trestion. Taulaes had died giving birth to Fairion, and Galathon was only thirty years of age at the time. So their father lavished special care upon these two youngest of his sons, and their brothers said, Our father loves them best.
Now Seidiron lived in the land of his father, on the eastern edge of Greenwood the Great. Galathon would ride out hunting with his elder brothers. One day, as they rode through the forest, the brothers spied a doe amongst the trees.
"Do not kill it," Galathon advised his brothers. "It is spring; she may have fauns." But his brothers paid no heed of him, and urged Lathron on to shoot it, which he did. Galathon looked through the trees and spied a faun there, surely the doe's young. He was distressed by the heartless actions of his brothers, and when they returned from the hunt, he brought his father a bad report of them.
Seidiron was displeased with his elder sons for their callous behavior, and called them before him.
"Galathon has told me of your dishonorable actions in the forest," he told them disapprovingly. "He advised you well, and you paid him no heed. Therefore he will be honored, and you will not." And Seidiron had a richly ornamented robe made for Galathon. It was shot through with many colors of threads, and embellished with wonderful designs in embroidery. And set upon it were gems that flashed like living stars among its folds. When Galathon's brothers saw that their father had honored him more than any of them, they conceived a great dislike for him in their hearts and could not speak a kind word to him.
This is the account of Galathon.
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AN: Gen 35:16-18, 23-26; 37:1-4