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<font face=1><div align="center">The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Nineteen<br>
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<div align="left">Vivec put on his armor and stepped into a non-spatial space filling to capacity with mortal interaction and information, a canvas-less cartography of every single mind it has ever known, an event that had developed some semblance of a divine spark. He said, 'From here I shall launch my attack on the eight monsters.'<br>
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Vivec then saw the moths that would come from the starry heart, bringing with them dust more horrible than the ash of Red Mountain. He saw the twin head of a ruling king who had no equivalent. And eight imperfections rubbed into precious stones, set into a crown that looked like shackles, which he understood to be the twin crowns of the two-headed king. And a river that fed into the mouth of the two-headed king, because he contained multitudes.<br>
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Vivec then built the Provisional House at the Center of the Secret Door. From here he could watch the age to come. Of the House is written:<br>
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    Cornerstone one has a finger<br>
    Buried under, pointing through<br>
    Dirt, slow low in the ground<br>
    North cannot be guessed,<br>
    And yet it is spirit-free<br>
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    Cornerstone two has a tongue,<br>
    And even dust can be talkative,<br>
    Listen and you will see the love<br>
    The ancient libraries need<br>
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    Cornerstone three has a bit of string,<br>
    Shaped like your favorite color,<br>
    A girl remembers who left it there<br>
    But she is afraid to dig it out,<br>
    And see what it is attached to<br>
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    Cornerstone four has nine bones,<br>
    Removed carefully from a black cat,<br>
    Arranged in the fashion of this word,<br>
    Protecting us from our enemies <br>
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Your house is safe now<br>
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So why is it--<br>
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Your house is safe now<br>
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So why is it--<br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.<br>
The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Twenty<br>
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The first monster was actually two, having been born twice like his mother-father, Vivec. He was not the mightiest of the eight to escape Muatra, but his actions were the most worrisome. He was known as Moon Axle, and he harvested the leftovers foibles of nature. This he did twice, as was said, and the second harvest always brought ruin or unwritten law. His aspect was faceted like a polyhedron.<br>
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No perils are mentioned in the finding of Moon Axle, but it was known that he was immune to spears, so Vivec had to use the sword not held against him. Before he took issue with the monster, the warrior-poet asked:<br>
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    'How came you to be immune to spears?' <br>
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To which Moon Axle replied, 'Mine is a dual nature, and protean. I am in fact made of many straight lines, though none last too long. In this way I have learned to ignore all true segments.'<br>
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Luckily, the sword not held was curved and therefore could cut into Moon Axle, and before the sun was up he was bleeding from many wounds. Vivec did not slay him outright for to do so would to keep the foibles of nature within him and not back where they belonged. Soon Vivec had traced geography right again, and Moon Axle was ready to be slain.<br>
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Vivec rose up in his giant-form, to be terrible to look upon. He reached into the west and pulled out a canyon, holding it like a horn. He reached east and ate a handful of nix hounds. Blowing their spirits through the canyon made a terrible wail, not unlike an unsolved woman. He said:<br>
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    'Let this overtake you,' and Moon Axle was overtaken by the curvatures of stolen souls. They wrapped about the monster like resin, until finally he could not move, nor could his dual nature. <br>
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Vivec said, 'Now you are solved,' and pierced his child with Muatra. Moon Axle had been reduced to something static, and therefore shattered.<br>
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The lines of Moon Axle were collected by Velothi philosophers and taken into caves. There, and for a year, Vivec taught the philosophers how to turn the lines of his son into the spokes of mystery wheels. This was the birth of the first Whirling School. Before, there had only been the surface thought of fire.<br>
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Vivec looked at his first wheeling students and observed:<br>
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    'Alike the egg-layered universe is this morbid possession of three-distant coverage, soul-wrecked and alive, like my name is alive. In this cloister you have discovered one walking path, hilled like a sword but more coarsened. So edged it is that it has to be whispered to keep the tongue from bleeding, where its signs evacuate their former meanings, like empires that tarry too long.<br>
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    'The sword is estrangement from statesmanship.<br>
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    'Look on the estimable lines of my son, now crafted star-wise, his every limb equidistant from the center. Is he solved because I will it so? There cannot be a second stage. Think on the theory that my existence promulgates the five elements and alike the egg-layered universe I am cause for great density. Here is a thought that can break the wagon's axle; here is another that can soar.' <br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.<br>
The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Twenty-One<br>
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The Scripture of the Wheel, First:<br>
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    'The Spokes are the eight components of chaos, as yet solidified by the law of time: static change, if you will, something the lizard gods refer to as the Striking. That is the reptile wheel, coiled potential, ever-preamble to the never-action.' <br>
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Second:<br>
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    'They are the lent bones of the Aedra, the Eight gift-limbs to SITHISIT, the wet earth of the new star our home. Outside them is the Aurbis, and not within. Like most things inexplicable, it is a circle. Circles are confused serpents, striking and striking and never given leave to bite. The Aedra would have you believe different, but they were givers before liars. Lies have turned them into biters. Their teeth are the proselytizers; to convert is to place oneself in the mouth of falsehood; even to propitiate is to be swallowed. ' <br>
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Third:<br>
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    'The enlightened are those uneaten by the world.' <br>
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Fourth:<br>
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    'The spaces between the gift-limbs number sixteen, the signal shapes of the Demon Princedoms. It is the key and the lock, series and manticore.' <br>
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Fifth:<br>
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    'Look at the majesty sideways and all you see is the Tower, which our ancestors made idols from. Look at its center and all you see is the begotten hole, second serpent, womb-ready for the Right Reaching, exact and without enchantment.' <br>
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Sixth:<br>
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    'The heart of the second serpent holds the secret triangular gate.' <br>
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Seventh:<br>
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    'Look at the secret triangular gate sideways and you see the secret Tower.' <br>
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Eighth:<br>
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    'The secret Tower within the Tower is the shape of the only name of God, I.' <br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.<br>
The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Twenty-Two<br>
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Then Vivec left the first Whirling School and went back to the space that was not a space. From the Provisional House he looked into the middle world to find the second monster, which was called the Treasure Wood Sword. Within years of the Pomegranate Banquet, it had become a lessoning tune to the lower Velothi houses. They preached of its power:<br>
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    'The Treasure Wood Sword, splinter scintilla of the high and glorious! He who wields it becomes self-known!' <br>
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The warrior-poet appeared as a visitation in the ancestor alcove of House Mora, whose rose-worn prince of garlands was a hero against the northern demons. Vivec congregated with the bones. He said:<br>
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    'A scavenger cannot acquire a silk sash and expect to discover the greater systems of its predecessor: perfect happiness is embraced only by the weeping. Give me back (and do so freely) what is barren of my marriage and I will not erase you from the thought realm of God. Your line has a notable enchantress that my sister Ayem is fond of and from her murky wisdom alone do I condescend to ask.' <br>
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A bone-walker emerged from a wall. It had three precious stones set in its lower jaw, a magical practice of old. One was opal, the color of opal. The bone-walker bowed to the prince of the middle air and said:<br>
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    'The Treasure Wood Sword will not leave our house. Bargains were made with the Black Hands Mephala, the greater shade.' <br>
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Vivec kissed the first precious stone and said:<br>
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    'Animal picture, rude-walker, go back to the lamp that stays lit in water and store no more messages of useless noise. Down.' <br>
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He kissed the second precious stone and said:<br>
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    'Proud residue, soon dispersed, serve no guarantees made in my fore-image and demand nothing of its under-skin. I am master evermore. Down.' <br>
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He kissed the opal and said:<br>
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    'Down I take thee.' <br>
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And then Vivec withdrew into the hidden places and found the darkest mothers of the Morag Tong, taking them all to wife and filling them with undusted loyalty that tasted of summer salt. They became as black queens, screaming live with a hundred murderous sons, a thousand murderous arms, and a hundred thousand murderous hands, one vast moving event of thrusting-kill-laughter in alleys, palaces, workshops, cities and secret halls. Their movements among the holdings of the Ra'athim were as rippled endings, heaving between times, with all fates leading to swallowed knives, murder as moaning, God's holy rape-erasure of wet death.<br>
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The King of Assassins presented to Vivec the Treasure Wood Sword.<br>
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    'Milord,' the King of Assassins said. 'The prince of House Mora is now fond of you, as well. I placed him in the Corner of Dagon. His eyes I set into a fire prayer for the wicked. His mouth I stuffed with birds.' <br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI.<br>
The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Twenty-Three<br>
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The Scripture of the Sword, First:<br>
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    'The sword, treated as a delicate meal, is the Symbolic Collage. It serves you well in the first half of life. Name one dynasty that knows this not.' <br>
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Second:<br>
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    'The unity of my approach is understood by the immobile warrior. True eyes are acquired. Rejoice as my own subjects and realms. I build for you a city of swords, by which I mean laws that cut the people who live there into better shapes.' <br>
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Third:<br>
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    'Girls burn their dresses on my arrival if I am armored. They crawl to me as bled pilgrims. Minor spirits die without trace. Follow me of all the ALMSIVI if you are to mark your days with killing. AE ALTADOON, the third law of weaponry.' <br>
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Fourth:<br>
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    'The immobile warrior is never fatigued. He cuts sleep holes in the middle of a battle to regain his strength.' <br>
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Fifth:<br>
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    'Instinct is not reflex action, but mini-miracles held in reserve. I am the welfare that decides which warrior will emerge. Beg not for luck. Serve me to win.' <br>
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Sixth:<br>
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    'The span of the apparently inactivated is your love of the absolute. The birth of God from the netchiman's wife is the abortion of kindness from love.' <br>
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Seventh:<br>
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    'The true sword is able to cut chains of generations, which is to say, the creation myths of your enemies. Look on me as the exiled garden. All else is uncut weed.' <br>
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Eighth:<br>
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    'I give you an ancient road tempered by the second walking way. Your hands must be huge to wield any sword the size of an ancient road, and yet he who is of right stature may irritate the sun with only a stick.' <br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI. <br>
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The Thirty-Six Lessons of Vivec: Sermon Twenty-Four<br>
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Then Vivec left the house of assassins and went back to the space that was not a space. From the Provisional House he looked into the middle world to find the third monster, called Horde Mountain. It was made of modular warriors running free but spaced according to pattern, and from the highest warrior who could cut clouds they spread out beneath him like a tree, a skirt whose bottom circle was an army that ran through the ash.<br>
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Vivec admired the cone-shape of his child and remembered with joy the whirlwind of fighting styles that instructed him during the days before life.<br>
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Vivec moved into Veloth, saying, 'Onus.'<br>
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But before he could even get within sword-span of the monster, a trio of lower houses had trapped Horde Mountain in a net of doubtful doctrine. When they saw their lord, the Velothi cheered.<br>
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    'We are happy to serve you and win!' they said. <br>
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Vivec smiled at those brave souls around him and summoned celebration demons to cleave unto the victors. There was a great display of love and duty around the netted monster, and Vivec was at the center with a headdress made of mating bones. He laughed and told mystical jokes and made the heads of the three houses marry and become a new order.<br>
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    'You shall forever be now my Buoyant Armigers,' he said. <br>
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Then Vivec pierced Horde Mountain with Muatra and made of it all a big bag of bones. At the touch of his right hand the net became right scripture and he threw it all northeasterly. The contents spread out like sugar-glows and Vivec and the Buoyant Armigers ran under it laughing.<br>
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Finally the bones of Horde Mountain landed and became the foundation stones for the City of Swords, which Vivec named after his own sigil, and the net fell across it all and between, or became as bridges between bones, and since its segments had been touched by his holy wisdom they became the most perfect of all city streets in the known worlds.<br>
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Throngs of Velothi came to the new city and Ayem and Seht gave it their blessing. The streets were filled with laughter and love and the strength of tree-shaped enemy children.<br>
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Ayem said:<br>
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    'To my sister-brother's city I give the holy protection of House Indoril, whose powers and thrones know no equal under heaven, wherefrom came the Hortator.' <br>
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Seht said:<br>
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    'To my sister-brother's city I give safe passage through the dark corners still left of Molag Bal, and I give it this spell as well: SO-T-HA SIL, which is my name to the mighty. It will protect the lost unless their flight is on purpose and fill all the roads and alleys with the mystery paths of civilization, and give the city a mind and make of it a conduit to the full concentrate of the ALMSIVI.' <br>
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Thus was founded the city of Vivec in the days of Resdaynia.<br>
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The ending of the words is ALMSIVI. <br>

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