Now Vivec felt that he had taught the Hortator as much as he could before the war with the Dwemer came. The warrior-poet decided he had to begin hisat that point, because the world was about to .
Vivec entered the Mourning Hold andthat he was going to fight that had escaped the Muatra.
'I will return,' he said, 'to deal the last blow to the grand architect of the Dwemer.'
Ayem said, 'Out of nine you will find only eight, though they be mighty. The last is already destroyed by your decision to create the Book of Hours.'
'Why,' she asked, 'are you in doubt?'
Vivec knew thatmade him the sword of the Triune and so he did not feel shame or fear. Instead, he explained and these are the words:
'Can a member of thebecome that its successor is not so much an improvement of the exact model, but rather a related model that is just needed more because of ? As the Mother, you do not have to worry, unless things in the future are so strange that even Seht cannot understand. Neither does the , but I am neither.
'These ideals are, even though they may change in representation. But, even in the west, vanishes. No one needs him anymore.
'Can one oust the model not because the model is set according to an ideal but because it is tied to an ever-changing?'
This is what was said to Ayem when Vivec was whole..
, 'This is why you were born of a netchiman's wife and destined to merge with the simulacrum of your mother, gilled and blended in all the arts of the star-wounded East, under water and in fire and in metal and in ash, six times the wise, to became the union of male and female, the magic hermaphrodite, the martial axiom, the sex-death of language and unique in all the middle world.'
Vivec knew then.
In this world and othersless one (the victor) is the magical disk, hurled to reach heaven by violence.
This sermon is untrue.