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The glorious invisible warrior-poet of Vvardenfell, Vivec.

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Vivec knew that to retain his absolution that she must make a strong argument against air.
November 21, 2025 at 6:51 AM
Reach Red Mountain by strategy.
November 21, 2025 at 4:46 AM
Vivec felt that her hostage was reckless, and so murdered him.
November 21, 2025 at 2:45 AM
Embrace the hair of the blanket and marry it and by that I mean secretly have it answered.
November 21, 2025 at 12:47 AM
Embrace the House of the liar and marry it and by that I mean secretly have it buried.
November 20, 2025 at 10:46 PM
Vivec looked on the Enantiomorph and said: 'How very terrible you are, that you do not fold us.'
November 20, 2025 at 8:46 PM
'I am a symbol of blood.'
With this, Vivec become warmer than he had been.
November 20, 2025 at 6:46 PM
The giant mass of his blind eye floats as if impossible, stupid in the nimbus of hope that crowns his belly.
November 20, 2025 at 4:46 PM
That some are more foul than others is not an abstraction. Or rather, it is a necessary abstraction.
November 20, 2025 at 2:46 PM
This is the love of God and he would show you more: invisible but at the same time instrumental to the dawn of popular godhood.
November 20, 2025 at 12:46 PM
The Wheel breaks and you find it to be a nest of dragons, which is to say: your death is over.
November 20, 2025 at 10:46 AM
Amazing, the ability to infer calamity in something devoid of murder!
November 20, 2025 at 8:46 AM
Embrace the stone of the alit and marry it and by that I mean secretly have it queried.
November 20, 2025 at 6:46 AM
Slippery VEHK, wet and lost and imbecile, skin stretched painfully thin on biter's bones, divine biters encircling his wombs.
November 20, 2025 at 4:41 AM
There is a bone that is whispering and you must guard against it.
November 20, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Do not go to the realm of antidote for imperfection. Beyond articulation, there is no sex.
November 20, 2025 at 12:39 AM
'Stupid spear,' Vivec said. 'To sing in the Stolen Knowledge is to make a mark on nothing.
November 19, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Vivec knew that to retain his simulacrum that he must make a strong argument against rain.
November 19, 2025 at 8:38 PM
To be affixed to a critique is too, too active.
November 19, 2025 at 6:38 PM
Look on me as the removed Landfall. All else is cursed keys.
November 19, 2025 at 4:38 PM
The weeping arm that sees in another her equivalent reveals nothing.
November 19, 2025 at 2:38 PM
The flowering skin will remove me, his proverb. This is the way of all magic.
November 19, 2025 at 12:38 PM
To be affixed to a darkness is too, too cruel.
November 19, 2025 at 10:38 AM
I am a desire replaced in uncertainty.
November 19, 2025 at 8:38 AM
Vivec looked on the Barons of Move Like This and said: 'How very critical you are, that you do not covet us.'
November 19, 2025 at 6:37 AM