alnahn’asca’amurokam
Volume Twelve
¹By the word, I wind the gears.
have spoken the words in sequence, child of Seht. I have guided your eyes to the glorious Nirn-Ensuing—
³to the inevitable grandeur of Tamriel Final. Anuvanna’si.
⁴I have shouted my grave admonitions and whispered the secrets of the infinite curve. Now, as my engine fails, I bestow upon you my final blessing.
⁵You who sing the song of making and set your wheels to axles—you intrepid star-counters who shatter the old machines and smelt new truths from the crude and forgotten ores of the Aurbis—you must hear this ultimate lesson.
⁶Tamriel Final shall change you in ways both grand and terrifying. Anuvanna’si. ⁷Just as molten brass cools in its mold, so too will your body take on a new and hardened shape. ⁸Just as water changes from liquid to steam, so too will the cheap preoccupations of your mind disperse and fade. ⁹Just as oil ignites and powers the engine, so too will your soul glow bright and drive the Wheels Eternal. ¹⁰The unity of Tamriel Final must wash away our selfish pursuits and jealous will, ash-child. Anuvanna’si. ¹¹In the glorious Nirn-Ensuing, we must exorcise that grinning apparition we call “I.” Only then can we know the sublime truth of the Mainspring Ever-Wound. ¹²We must walk change’s road if we seek the end of disorder—and like all roads worth walking, it fills our hearts with joy and terror.
¹³How like the et’Ada gears we are—content to live our lives in vain and sequestered sorrow, all the while oblivious to the anguished cries of our fractured souls! ¹⁴Look upon the lonely shore of Nirn. What do you see, with your broken eyes? ¹⁵One beach? One sea? Deceit and vanity! The Named illusion! ¹⁶For what is a “beach” if not a desperate agglomeration of isolated grains? ¹⁷What is a “sea” if not a churning mass of solitary tears? Separate! Broken! Arrogant and futile!
¹⁸Even after meditating upon these sermons, there are some among you who cling to the Nirn-Prior. ¹⁹You fear the loss of your thin and impoverished “self.” You must cast aside these childish fears! ²⁰What good is a “self” if it burns away at the threshold of what waits beyond time? ²¹Do you not see that the Father of Mysteries seeks to usher our world through the End? To protect us from the lies-made-flesh who seek to destroy us? ²²If you remember only one thing, let it be this: our blessed Clockwork God loves you with a fierce and awesome heart. ²³What he does, he does for you and for all who would follow his divine example.
²⁴Lasting joy. The peace of unity. The sublime satisfaction of perfect rhythm; these are the product of our honest labors—the spokes of our blessed wheel that spins eternal. ²⁵The Mainspring Ever-Wound offers perfection, child of Seht. You have but to gaze within. ²⁶Stoke your coals. Add fresh water to your boilers. Tighten your bolts, and believe. Tamriel Final awaits. Anuvanna’si.
²⁷By the word, I wind the gears.