Have you ever wondered what is on the cover and on the bottom of the pages
of the first book of Artemis Fowl? Well, here it is.
On the cover of the book reads: Carry me always, carry me well, I am thy teacher of herb and spell.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Artemis Fowl characters, and I am not the original writer of the words on the bottom of the page. I just translated them, so you could actually read them. I have also added some words to this so it will make more sense.
The prophecies of Ohm, phlegm pot cleaner to Frond, the elfen king:
I am Ohm, phlegm pot cleaner to the king, but I am much more than that, for I have seen the future written in the phlegm for centuries. We pixies have read the phlegm, but I am the best there has ever been. My visions are generally of little importance. I foretell outbreaks of troll pox or gas spasms among elderly dwarfs. But, sometimes even a poor pot cleaner can see wondrous things. A vision came to me two moons ago when I was gazing deep into his majesty's own phlegm pot. I was heating the pot over a flame when the sign appeared. This vision was more vivid and detailed than any I had previously seen. Because of it's importance, I decided to write it down for posterity, and so I could say "I told you so." I saw an age when the People had been driven underground by the mud men. This is what the phlegm told me. "In this time one shall come among us, Fowl by name and foul by nature. A mud man unlike any other. He shall learn our secrets and use them against us." I see him now as plain as day. His face is pale, he has dark eyes and raven hair. Yet it must be a mistake, for he seems a mere youth. Surely no mud boy could out wit the People! But now I see that the boy is not alone. He is aided by a formidable warrior scarred from a thousand battles. This Fowl shall hold the People to ransom for their most precious possesion - Gold. And in spite of all our magic, there is a chance that he will prevail, for he has discovered how to escape the time field. Unfortunately, how the story ends, I cannot say. But there was more to see (in the phlegm pot). There is another story to come. Someone will bring the People and mud men together, the worst of both races. This fairy's goat is to grind all the creatures of the earth beneath his boot. And who is this traitor? It is not clear. But he shall start a war unlike anything the People have ever seen. Those who were enemies shall be untied against him, and for the first time, there will be mud men below ground. I have one clue to his identity, a riddle:
Goblins shall fall,
A villainous elf is behind it all,
To find the one whom so disappoints
Look to where the finger points
Instead of one face this elf has two
Both speak false and none speak true
While publicly he lends a helping hand
His true aim is to seize command.
I know it's not its not very plain, is it? I don't understand either. But, perhaps in the future all will become clear. Look for a power-hungry elf who has a finger pointed at him during our tale. And so, this is Ohm's legacy. A warning that may save the world from total destruction. There's not much to work with, I know. The details are a bit sketchy. My advice to you is to consult the phlegm. It may be that you are sensitive. I have buried this prophecy with my phlegm pot. If you are not fortunate enough to work as a pot cleaner, then there is usually a supply of phlegm every time you have a cold. Here endeth the first prophecies of Ohm. But, because of the importance of my visions, I shall repeat the prophecies once more. If you have just begun to understand the text then read on. If you have worked out the entire message the congratulations. Now go and save the world. (Repeats)
On the cover of the book reads: Carry me always, carry me well, I am thy teacher of herb and spell.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Artemis Fowl characters, and I am not the original writer of the words on the bottom of the page. I just translated them, so you could actually read them. I have also added some words to this so it will make more sense.
The prophecies of Ohm, phlegm pot cleaner to Frond, the elfen king:
I am Ohm, phlegm pot cleaner to the king, but I am much more than that, for I have seen the future written in the phlegm for centuries. We pixies have read the phlegm, but I am the best there has ever been. My visions are generally of little importance. I foretell outbreaks of troll pox or gas spasms among elderly dwarfs. But, sometimes even a poor pot cleaner can see wondrous things. A vision came to me two moons ago when I was gazing deep into his majesty's own phlegm pot. I was heating the pot over a flame when the sign appeared. This vision was more vivid and detailed than any I had previously seen. Because of it's importance, I decided to write it down for posterity, and so I could say "I told you so." I saw an age when the People had been driven underground by the mud men. This is what the phlegm told me. "In this time one shall come among us, Fowl by name and foul by nature. A mud man unlike any other. He shall learn our secrets and use them against us." I see him now as plain as day. His face is pale, he has dark eyes and raven hair. Yet it must be a mistake, for he seems a mere youth. Surely no mud boy could out wit the People! But now I see that the boy is not alone. He is aided by a formidable warrior scarred from a thousand battles. This Fowl shall hold the People to ransom for their most precious possesion - Gold. And in spite of all our magic, there is a chance that he will prevail, for he has discovered how to escape the time field. Unfortunately, how the story ends, I cannot say. But there was more to see (in the phlegm pot). There is another story to come. Someone will bring the People and mud men together, the worst of both races. This fairy's goat is to grind all the creatures of the earth beneath his boot. And who is this traitor? It is not clear. But he shall start a war unlike anything the People have ever seen. Those who were enemies shall be untied against him, and for the first time, there will be mud men below ground. I have one clue to his identity, a riddle:
Goblins shall fall,
A villainous elf is behind it all,
To find the one whom so disappoints
Look to where the finger points
Instead of one face this elf has two
Both speak false and none speak true
While publicly he lends a helping hand
His true aim is to seize command.
I know it's not its not very plain, is it? I don't understand either. But, perhaps in the future all will become clear. Look for a power-hungry elf who has a finger pointed at him during our tale. And so, this is Ohm's legacy. A warning that may save the world from total destruction. There's not much to work with, I know. The details are a bit sketchy. My advice to you is to consult the phlegm. It may be that you are sensitive. I have buried this prophecy with my phlegm pot. If you are not fortunate enough to work as a pot cleaner, then there is usually a supply of phlegm every time you have a cold. Here endeth the first prophecies of Ohm. But, because of the importance of my visions, I shall repeat the prophecies once more. If you have just begun to understand the text then read on. If you have worked out the entire message the congratulations. Now go and save the world. (Repeats)