36 Lessons of Vivec , Sermon 37 Content . You have discovered the thirty - seventh Sermon of Vivec , which is a bending of the light , long past the chronicles of the Hortator who wore inconstant faces and ruled however they would , until apocalypse . Vivec was borne by ribbons of water , which wrote their starward couplings in red . This was a new place of speed . His eyes broke on the spikes above the tower , where the Void Ghost squatted over a drake - scaled drum , imbecile in its rhythm . And he asked of it : " Who are you , that need no signature at all ? " Three in sum , the robes of Ayem stretched towards the bright black rim of memory , roping an arc of purchase . This was a new sprinting task . And Seht held his swollen belly to its name , clockmaker ' s daughter , swimming the dead confession along a century of thread , Naming her , uneaten , a golden cache of Veloth and Velothi , for where else would they know to go ? " Go here : " Seht said , until all of it was done , and in the center was anything whatever . And the red moment became a great howling unchecked , for the Provisional House was in ruin . And Vivec became as glass , a lamp , for the dragon ' s mane had broke , and the red moon bade him come . " The sign of royalty is not this , " a signal blueshift ( female ) told him , " There is no right lesson learned alone . " He refused the twine on her catching net , spiteful that an uncontinued people would not become fuller by their searching , and yet were wracked in their spirits for flight . But the male signals were offended , and Vivec took a fighting form . He undid his eastern light , saying to the ALMSIVI that through war , they had become brides in glass , which no power could observe . The light bent , and Vivec donned a cuirass made of red plates of jewel , and a mask that marked him born in the lands of Man . Wheeling , he spread into an insect salve , worn on the neck of hist - bulbs when at challenge . He roared up and fed his fingers to mammoth ghosts . The signal fires wondered if they mistook this for surrender , for Vivec had told the void that he could learn to undo it all . The light bent , and somewhere a history was finally undone . Of it , Vivec remembered the laughing of the netchimen of his village when the hunts were good . He marched with his father in the ash , growing strong in the hooks and sail , able to run a junk through silt . At eleven , he sung to an ashkhan . He became sick after Red Mountain , with the nix - blood and fever , and was infirm a hundred years . His mother survived him and laid his body at the altar of Padhome . She gave him her skin to wear into the underworld . The light bent , and Vivec awoke and grew fangs , unwilling to make of herself a folding thing . This was a new and lunar promise . And in her Biting she tunneled up and then downward , while her brother and sister smeared across heaven , thin ruptures of dissent , food for scarabs and the Worm . She took her people and made them safe , and sat with Azura drawing her own husband ' s likeness in the dirt . " For I have removed my left hand and my right , he will say , " she said , " for that is how I shall win against them . Love alone and you shall know only mistakes of salt . " The worlding of the words is AMARANTH .