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They were occulted in jars and left through the ages in the arid dark of Upper Egypt‘s desert caves, or interred beneath time and sand in the wilderness of Eastern Syria, or excavated from third century ruins unearthed southeast of Sidon. They were etched into thin sheets of birch bark inside the cold wooden homes of Varangian Novgorod, or under a gongging sun - at year zero - in longsince darkened Gandhāra, or were eviscerated and disembowelled by cenobitic claws to be resewn into hymnals which ever since have hidden in the kennings of a thousand anonymous scops beneath mouldering folds of folds of velum and twine.