Wow beautiful voice, the conlang sounds really cool too!
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Very Short Gay Xynder Story/Extract
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<nomenu>Hojdzaner! This is a short story (if you can call it that), or an extract if in regards to an entire book, which I randomly wrote one 
Xynder* and 
English for ConDesign :v and is mainly supposed to address the topic of homophobia (though I guess the entire book would address other identity topics and coming to terms with who you are). I've imagined that it'd be included as a studied text in the Xynderian Literature module for EOHAs. I've also recorded it in both languages and provided some extra notes which you can hover over for more information! My writing and narrating skills aren't the best, but I tried with what I've got. Anyway, I hope it's okay >< (and I hope my microphone isn't too muffley xD)*well, I still sound like I'm speaking
Helven Dialect but the vocabulary is standard, I promiseAfterthought: after recording the English, it just sounds like some badly written cheesy fanfiction but oh well x'D
Afterthought²: I think the difference between the length of the audio files says a lot >.>
 Avxyntloppe | English |
|---|---|
| Iröriðit ~ Mä ök tä ördragzelStrictly poetic; can also mean pain through peer pressureédé ~ | Swing ~ It hurts me as much as you ~ |
| It Szyvlär: Myrsklärit, et fajlet, nézé at lurvisk Omstötelnas eńloppisk Toylinnits — hvät Dzagor helbesz stakskö it Bavdlär drænulst, et lotser et Xzaloppenja i endzegel. | Note: the following is not a literal translation of the Xynder version; some sentences may have been changed a little to better fit the language. |
| Neus i Svyńdritið donare"donarael" actually means "to donate"; from Edievian "donarae"rvéjes-Ryttelsis Obluvens svonie Relterneja. Rasvelsis öreunvulst, znauvelvreuste Stekjornes, hviðdu Iröriðit bydrenkvajta, dé öczvé seu, dza om nezk Hvelstadanja eti Lorvesthavanja svo empronicz, znest Oryvitja it vrytt Gri nerrevé. Va dzanertröts numvé-neus-Sklöd av – Pronit dzanerw, hvät dé mäk dzögvé, dza it Vyksel öné. Allhvät, hvit alldvorn mä örskönsé, dé eczé seu, dza jes Hja ut HvoelsiszaCommonly used to mean "lethargically" öpelé, inti jé svov invet ravs hväte hvo. Invettii. Dét dzaner gedanelé-Ljevit ör? | Kicking at sand below only added to silence. Gripping the rusty, metal-cold chains from which the swing suspended echoed a delicate creak about the desolate park, which seeped into the moonlight that fell upon the innocent, damp grass. And yet, it was embarrassment that took over. The guilt and shame of what I was told was a sin. All that eats me up every day numbs me to the core, until my heart beats to nothing. Nothing. Is that what love was supposed to mean? |
| By jes KurrFun fact: "Kurr" refers to both a "sigh" and a "hoot" from an owlja kanvéit-seus-lamatas-könnulst-Sylszyn höskulse – it njörvariðdeuzzent Vern ök Wzornit, hvit szjef eti Hjällanið mäk ljönkvéThe closest Xynder idiom for this context is to "lie (as in to tell one) down one's throat.". | Accompanying my sigh was an ever so familiar voice: a hum that buzzed about like the happiness I liked to spoon-feed myself. |
| »Hoje, dess sko lots?« | “Hey, y’alright?” |
| Xynticz sko hrusicz Hlańgradit hasks Sylszyns mäk vædvé ök it nézbylövt Dét föa jesk – sko ot hlæńvé svonielövisks eledd. Hjuber jes Hjozbenið opörvonjé it halvtökklet Xyntu, et du Szjefernið Öszrennes öðavröwent. Kjorteuldent Etoperlärit truvajta niep it ljoïcz Föriðdravlärja, hväne hask omi myð eburel löppvé. Jé löppvon strik genel – et svov ja et jes Tjestærgolvja opörent, eti enderane, endrjelköne Öjnið sztorpörent, hvose Öjfylver niep at trysk spinsk Hamnasza ök it Flössarlakt korientuvsz. | The intimate yet casual tone of his voice struck me as against his nature, yet I found it oddly charming. I peered over my shoulder to observe a half hidden silhouette emerging from the depths of the shadows. The momentary glance terminated with a sudden jolt forward, as he kept wandering in my direction. I continued to distract myself with the reflection in my hand-held mirror, staring into the same insufferable eyes whose irises looked victimised and violated, drowning in a saddened dark-brown.I made this sound so much better in English, but the Xynder clause literally translates to "whose irises were choking with a sad mud-like colour like a drowned victim" which is probably why I rephrased it |
| »Kin’sto hvä’? Dét dzaner hvé sko snelved hjuberlövisk.« | “Y’know, that was quite something in there.” |
| Hasks hrusisk Gängumværetnas hjunvé avst Lvinkelsise, hvit seu dé öczvé, dza mäk ineti at HjausfylveLiterally "emotion cloud" tvindryrvé. | His casual demeanour almost hinted towards mockery which caused a flurry of emotions to well up inside. |
| »Tos Mjésma nézvuszjé öðGenerally, "öðvussel" means "to crave".«; börkvonja. Hask ljökvé; | “I don’t need your pity,” I snapped. He smiled. |
| »Par parA colloquialism duplicated shortening of "parareë" (wait!), rytarke, rostylist neu, orv dé lots täk gär.« | “Woah, easy there, I was just wondering if you were alright.” |
| Kno it Etoperlär förkljorvé hasks Byunska"Byunske" usually has a positive connotation (such as "interest") but can be used to express concern, though here it can actually be ambiguous, et enjarent, sko allhvät, hvit evædvé, hvé Szan et hasks Förprja let trycz Eïnnusit hasks Blyverhetts. Hask öné gräðer szeuðlet er by mäk. | One more glimpse brought to light his concern as he approached, yet all that stood out was the beauty of his face, and the saddening reminder of his popularity. He’d be dead seen with me. |
| »Hvä’ vast’s sko? Höl dræg; oljev svov tä; hvy snijð’sto Vyredor?«; högvonjé eńsk. | “What do you want? I’m gay; I like you. Can’t you leave it at that?” I asked sternly. |
| »Hvä’ kanerjé sko snijðel? Skiss irlævlet, före jé it hväte dzegel kaner—« | “Leave it at what? You ran out and I couldn’t say anything—” |
| Lugoneüsit hölvajta ljoïsk, slune ja börkvon. At Tröa narvajta stöt jes Tväńja intlune by Hajborkitja, hvit av jes Luddenið gängumstrektvé let eti it Teulosið klińe Flössors pfljöstvé, et Omförprit Tjestærgolvits dröppent. | The argument ended abruptly as I broke. A tear escaped down my cheek with the burst of air that protruded my lips, and dispersed into an array of miniature droplets as it impacted the surface of the mirror. |
| »Hväczo ör tyk? Tä följesz-tos-alle-GöaslärDiminutive of "Göas" ("guy"); patronisingly sarcasticen sko onljo mo, et mä i lvinkel, seu ök öðet, ‘navdus? Hvy dé geffis"dé geffel" means "to care"; "jävolt dé geffel": "to give a damn"to tyk?«; hrövonjé, godæm niep jes helbt, lärskt Örstia"oblivion" is basically called "deadly ignorance". | “What are you even doing here? Aren’t all your guy friends going to follow you and mock me again just like they did in there, huh? Why do you even care?” I chortled, conflicted in my own, sweet oblivion. |
| Mjéby all Hjaröpja enjarvéhasks-Förper sko lamata mo, inti jé avst du Iröriðitið vædlet ön, sko za dzaner nézgöffvé. Öjne"his" is determined through context szännuvsz niep Hylðljevitja, hvit allhväte svöldvé, hvit av Lorvestitið örhjuber dzurönvé. Hjuberlövicz Ljot sveuskvé seus hvät Röra färpelNormally means "to be released", va it Ljek ensykrönvédé, hvit pökt ebnvé, et dzanerinter neus lyssevse Dräkjorna sykrönent. | Except, within a heartbeat his face came closer, and closer, until I nearly fell off the swing, but that didn’t matter. His eyes shone with an ardour that surpassed all that beamed from the night sky above. The heat of the moment unravelled a coat of warmth, exposing a smile which arced with perfection, hiding behind it only the purest of teeth. |
| »Mä trove, dé geff.«; ljörvtahask förlöaent"förlöael" actually means to "liberate" or "to set free," but is used here to capture the sense of "relief" (i.e. releasing what was suppressed, in this case, a chuckle) et it Gebreuxza. Elövit nezkanvonjé pfinðel, et i dvorxel, dess narvonjé geffulst Ljot me bylorel. Lurjorne dzaner mäk gedænuvsz Rńdastit let Sociorna, skonez kno kanvédé niep Dzagorja aveczulse. Hvéhask…? | “Trust me, I care,” he let out a suppressed chuckled in a breath. I couldn’t gather enough of my sanity to pull back, so I indulged in the moment that currently was. Those words meant the Earth and the Heavens above, yet left unexpressed in sentences. Was it that he’s…?Ooh look at me trying to be a good writer |
| It ljoïcz VyrgebreuzelsisAlthough etymologically this means "leaf breathing," it merely refers to the sound hzönvé svonie Svyńdritja, hväne hask enjarvé, inti dravt Hröavelsis hasks Gläkors fjatvé värr ördu i höskel. | A sudden rustling sinned against the silence as he began to lean in, until the blunt snickering of his equivalents became apparent from the distance. |
| Niep Öïa opörvonjé RekthettaLiterally "With (my) eyes, I saw reality". Jörby it Jyrja pfeunðuvszöl"strik pfinðel" means "to be located" (over a short period of time); cf. "hjuxel" which usually suggests a long period of time hasks Fjynen by striks svoszeuvente Aftrjupentlenja et Szojorneja, et ljökent, lækent let hvönent. Dvornullärit, hvit kjorteuldent Lotsis mé hvé, örbörkvajta eti Gjuvlenið hzuinwzöfulstThis carries a "taboo" connotation Haltens, hväne jé opörvon, dza hasks Förper envussstvor fjatvé. | My eyes opened to reality. His friends positioned themselves against a tree with their phones lashed out on tape, smirking, giggling and judging. The moment I had temporarily treasured shattered into fragments of the forbidden past as I watched his expression go sour with regret. |
| »Hvä’ föroper’s?!«; mäk szraurvéhask. Dét dzaner nézhvé i fætonel, kno Lvinkorne, et fajlet, sko Dreppelsist it Szovs, hvit jes Förpre i örsvonies Obluvenið obywönkvéGenerally an umbrella word for verbs implying cause of motion. Derane Lurjor lænvajesz niep at enintisk Znorhvujre"Znorhvujre" is the ringing in one's ears, and literally means "ear numbness"ja jörge. It Gutrus- let Utlöjorhvo ogröðvé by hasks drænlet Oncökariskzettja, va hask fe"fael" means "to pulsate" or "to throb", which ultimately comes from "Fæ" ("bruise")rvé et jes Czasza let szivervé et Mölvositja ök hvujrt Ljev"infatuation" in Xynder translates to "numb love"it jesThe usage of personal possessives (genitive personal pronouns) after definite head-nouns is strictly poetic. Sveklelsist let Masyjn invakuvsz mäk ineti, hväne za Rńdastit i djorgest Détið byszreussvé. Za at sljesyjsk Vaste, jes Utlöve"Utlöv" is unexplained sorrow av-i-eczel, sztorstrektvé i Dybunkitið arv it dressdybeunkulst"dressdybunkel" literally means "to weak-mouth", enhöskkönt, ›Jäfyk‹. | “What are you doing?!” he shouted. It wasn’t that that got to me, so much as the slurs that followed, but the crash of a fist propelling my face to the sand below. All other words were replaced with an indefatigable ringing. A feeling of utter disgust and misery amassed at the sight of his turned disposition, and it pulsated through my blood and writhed in my guts like my infatuated being. The despair and rage shrivelled up within me as the world tore itself into the grey. At last, a final will to express my sorrow dragged itself to my mouth in a mumbled, inaudible, “Fuck you.” |
| Va jes Operelsis, jes ÖrljevStrictly poetic; refers to a love which can kill; deadly love; it is also used in or relating to the tragedy genre/drama concerning love, jes Rńdast fjatvajesz fyllisk i invet hvätið. | And my sight, my love, my world, it all faded into nothing. |
| Invettii. | Nothing. |
Comments
Very sweeping, said as an heterosexual. I'm no type of emotional stories, but I think this proves that romance is a topic composed of way more than just threadbare carry-on and beyond the socially in-etched borders of sexuality. Well done!
@Avlönskt wow that's amazing! my 
Lonmai Luna has more words but there has still not be many texts in Lonmai Luna yet lol
Lonmai Luna has more words but there has still not be many texts in Lonmai Luna yet lol
@aver2 Ahh thank you >< it means a lot
@Excluded Well, reading other conlangs is quite hard; I can only read Xynder because I sing/hear it quite a lot and so I have a gist of what it should be like, and the former has kinda improved my ability to read it (as opposed to other conlangs which I've had absolutely no experience in ><)
I could certainly try though, I've tried recording things in Coriant for Marris' amusement for example :P
@Excluded Well, reading other conlangs is quite hard; I can only read Xynder because I sing/hear it quite a lot and so I have a gist of what it should be like, and the former has kinda improved my ability to read it (as opposed to other conlangs which I've had absolutely no experience in ><)
I could certainly try though, I've tried recording things in Coriant for Marris' amusement for example :P
cute!
it's great because it sounds naturalistic andyou actually speak clearly with enthusiasm and decent acting/narration skills opposed to the dreaded conlanging monotone.
(i might have to bribe you into recording something in
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it's great because it sounds naturalistic and
(i might have to bribe you into recording something in
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