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And Titirga died at Viri, a Topoi if there ever was one. I wonder if Kyudea was a Topoi of a sort?
So, that would make Seswatha founding the Dunyain and Titirga the Psukhe. I like it. It would make the False Sun seem all that more important also.
And others they found impossible to identify, bones with singular shapes, some as small as earrings, others as long as a skiff′s mast. They gleamed like oiled bronze, and could not be broken, despite the legendary strength of Nau-Cayûti’s arms.
“Love is the Way … And yet these little demons you call Gods decree otherwise? Dole out their rewards in proportion to our suffering? No.” She paused before him, her slight form magnificent in the play of gloom and light. “I would save my soul.”
“Again,” she simpered, “I don’t believe you … You are your father’s heir, not his assassin.”
I think close reading indicates that AURANG has clear separate thoughts about the newness of the dunyain and the ancientness of the enemy beneath the cishaurim mask. Perhaps AURANG is merely contradicting himself and merely saying that AURANG has discovered the dunyain beneath the cishaurim. But I think this is not what the text is indicating.
Also note that this construction is an Inversion of what the reader knows. The reader knows that the cishaurim are a new construction within earwa with only centuries of continuity and the dunyain are an ancient order with thousands of years of continuity. But AURANG inverts this and describes the agency behind the cishaurim as ancient and the dunyain as a new construction.
Boom indeed.
Has an ancient enemy followed the inchoroi to earwa to continue their ancient war?
As madness says, shit we never saw coming, hmm?
(On my phone)
The skin spy is communcating on a sonar level. Tell fellow skin spies how many guards, their hours, and what is needed to visit him in captivity.
And the only other time we witness someone walk thru wards is when Cleric is sitting over Mimara while Akka is beside her sleep. It's seems like is a high level techqiue
I'm catching upI can't find the thread for the second March so posting here - look at this excerpt from the beginning of the March, just after Hinnereth - did Kellhus start planning the circumfixion that soon??
Chapter 11QuoteBut the plate had changed all too quickly. To realize that the Cishaurim were but a mask for a far more ancient foe. To come so very close, only to discover their sublime deceptions subverted by something deeper. Something new. The Dûnyain.
There was more to this than a son hunting for his father—far more. Their devious methods and disconcerting abilities aside, these Dûnyain were Anasûrimbor. Even without the Mandate prophecies, enmity was a fact of their accursed blood. Who was this Moënghus? And if his son could seize the armed might of the Three Seas in a single year, what had he accomplished in thirty? What awaited the Holy War in Shimeh.
When you get a clue from Bakker, it's a whale in a Gold fishes mouth! Look at those two paragraphs and how packed with meaning and hints. A. Far. More. Ancient. Foe. Can anyone say Seswatha? I know it's about an Anasurimbor on the surface, but I see Seswatha lurking in the shadow as always. To me, it's just one more hint that Seswatha had a hand in the Dunyain. Men? Men could not do what a Dunyain could or would need to do, to even come close to defeating the Consult. The next paragraph compares them to rutting dogs during the First Apocalypse(men).
A son chasing his father across the Three-Seas? No, Aurang says himself, "There is far more going on here." Friends, people of the slog, this is an Ancient foe! Ahhh, this is the diamond in the rough I've been looking for. Its all there.
ETA: also look at the last two sentences. How many times has this been brought up? And yet, so many think that Moe didn't have a plan at Kyudea, and he was just stabbed by his son and died in his lover's arms. Come now, ever are men deceived.
What did the old fool whisper?
Ah, the raucous glory of that age! He had been young then, before the accretions of graft after graft had sapped his monumental frame.
He had made fires of their cities, beacons that shone through the very void.
It had spoken long with its captive brothers. It knew the numbers that would guard it, the elaborate codes that would be required to see it.
“Walking between Wards is easy,” a voice hummed, “when their author practises other arcana.”
H, yea, it almost sounds like utter bullshit. I mean Kellhus is trying so hard to get the Gnosis, it just anything to run Akka"s ego/sore spots. Honestly it made me cringe reading it, wether true(sounds like it) or not. Now, that being said, it's only because it's my 3rd re-read. Before, I was nodding right along with him.
Kellhus grinned. “They can’t see that gold is only relevant insofar as it plays a role within our expectations—insofar as we make it relevant …
He blinked, frowning … Was that the Mark he sensed?
A sorcerous bird?
The Warrior-Prophet turned to him, clutched his shoulder with a shining hand. “The Truth of Here is that it is Everywhere. And this, Akka, is what it means to be in love: to recognize the Here within the other, to see the world through another’s eyes. To be here together.”
Almost made it through the first march. There is a lot of good stuff here, but I didn't write most of it down lol.
Saubon and his belief, noted above "I believe what I need to", stood out to me inparticular.
Also, on Cish, we get a nice view of their magic. It seems to me that they are somewhere between analogies and abstractions. The way their magics move remind me of the 'glittering geometries' of the gnosis somehow, but still partially confined within analogies.
I'd also like to note that the God (Solitary?) When they camp in the hills, is depicted with halos around his hands. Esmenet mentions it specifically. This shows at least some cultural pretext for those who see them on kellhus.
They picked their way through blocks of stone, then clambered over the heaped walls, where they found a mosaic floor depicting Inri Sejenus, his head buried in debris, his two haloed hands outstretched ...
In chapter 8 when Esmi is reading The Sagas, In The Kelmariad, which is a history of Anaurimbor Celmomas. Celmomomas had a stillborn twin named Huormomas, the poet who wrote The Kelmariad insisted Huormomas ever stalked his brother's side, chilling his hear even as he quickened his intellect.
QuoteGrim kinsman,frosting the breath of his every counsel
Dark reflection! Even the knight-cheiftains bundle their cloaks
When they catch your glint in their Lord's eye.
QuoteOne of her brothers had sat to his right—only it wasn’t one of her brothers. It was him … the serpent whose coils ever tightened about his heart: Moënghus, the murderer, wearing the armour and insignia of a Nansur infantry captain. Or was he Kellhus? “You …” The Dûnyain nodded, and the air became yaksh dank—yaksh sour. “What am I?”“I …” What kind of madness? What kind of devilry? “Tell me,” Moënghus said.
I was a little confused here. The Skin-Spy is putting on Kellhus's face and Cnaüir just thinks it's Moe, right?
QuoteMen were like this, Cnaiür realized, binding their manifold roots then branching in a thousand different directions, twining into the greater canopy of other men. But these things—these skin-spies—were something altogether different, though they could mimic men well enough. They did not bleed into their surroundings as men did. They struck through circumstances, rather than reaching out to claim them. They were spears concealed in the thickets of human activity. Thorns … Tusks.
Found this very interesting and a little gem from Mr. Bakker. Cnaüir observing the skin-spies and how they are compared to men. A lie made flesh essentially. And, he compares them to tusks. And the Tusk is another lie the Inchoroi has put in the Three-Seas to further their purpose. Great little nugget of you ask me.
All schoolmen, including the cish, die in exactly the same way when hit with a chorae. check the chorae thread, its all in there. Confirmation bias makes people think otherwise, but the words are all the same.Moe does things with the Water that had never been done.Name a single thing that we know he has done that no one else has using the psuke.
We know so little about it, the mystery is what tricks some into thinking he's special, rather than any real evidence.
Hated or adored, Seswatha was the pin in the navigator’s bowl, the true hero of The Sagas, though not one cycle or chronicle acknowledged him as such.
Golgotterath would not be pleased with this new disposition of pieces. But the rules had changed …
QuoteI kept wondering why Kellhus wouldn't visit Xin or try to say something to help his outlook. The truth is, Kellhus had no use for Xinemus anymore.
Or.....Kellhus knew that Xin would "see" through his lies. Sniff him out so to say.
The “Third Phrase” was a thing of myth in Gnostic sorcery, a story handed down to Men during the Nonman Tutelage: the legend of Su’juroit, the great Cûnuroi Witch-King. But for some reason, Achamian found himself loath to relate the tale. “No,” he lied. “It’s impossible.”
