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In 1926: living at the edge of time - Monoskop

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BEING·IN·THE·WORLDS OF <strong>1926</strong> 469<br />

ground <strong>of</strong> his thinking." 113 Such imposing male <strong>at</strong>titudes force <strong>the</strong><br />

weaker protagonists-particularly <strong>the</strong> women-to withdraw, and some<strong>time</strong>s<br />

even to repress <strong>the</strong>ir idle talk: "Huge and powerful, <strong>the</strong> old man<br />

takes his stand before <strong>the</strong> entrance to <strong>the</strong> king's court, and immedi<strong>at</strong>ely<br />

<strong>the</strong> ch<strong>at</strong>tering women disappear into <strong>the</strong>ir rooms."114<br />

Despite such unmistakable semantic contrasts, it is not always easy for<br />

<strong>the</strong> protagonists to make <strong>the</strong> right choice. Even Ull, <strong>the</strong> strongest and<br />

most taciturn <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> warriors serving under <strong>the</strong> Empire <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Sun, needs<br />

occasional exhort<strong>at</strong>ions to adhere to au<strong>the</strong>nticity. Like Dasein in Sein<br />

und Zeit, VII's existence is <strong>of</strong>ten marked by <strong>the</strong> calling <strong>of</strong> voices (Rufe),<br />

whose origin seems to oscill<strong>at</strong>e between immanence and transcendence:<br />

Hor calls in his sleep. Ull gets up, but he must first look into <strong>the</strong> flame's<br />

red brain-searching <strong>the</strong> core around which its dress is flickering. And<br />

while he gazes straight into <strong>the</strong> red pit, a log bends and bursts. A flame<br />

flares high and burns his eyelashes. "My <strong>of</strong>fice," says Bra and holds his<br />

hand between <strong>the</strong> king and <strong>the</strong> fire. The calls <strong>of</strong> warning come again,<br />

but <strong>the</strong>y are different from Hor's voice. Ull awakes from his thoughts;<br />

<strong>the</strong> wind is be<strong>at</strong>ing and drumming against <strong>the</strong> ground. His dog jumps<br />

up and listens. Then <strong>the</strong> sound ceases. Did someone call? Ull is again<br />

alone with Bra's quiet words and lets him speak about Hilboe, about<br />

her bro<strong>the</strong>r Hill in <strong>the</strong> east and about her sister Flode in <strong>the</strong> west. And<br />

<strong>the</strong> king tells about <strong>the</strong> day when <strong>the</strong> sun wanted to leap <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong> rock<br />

right in front <strong>of</strong> him, and he asks him to interpret this. 115<br />

Even <strong>the</strong> boldest <strong>of</strong> Blunck's heroes find something uncanny (unheimlich)<br />

in such moments, when <strong>the</strong>y are defenseless against <strong>the</strong> powers <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />

night and <strong>the</strong> magic <strong>of</strong> those powers. 116 But for Blunck, as for Heidegger,<br />

<strong>the</strong> uncanny bears exclusively positive connot<strong>at</strong>ions. Those who are<br />

capable <strong>of</strong> enduring anxiety and <strong>the</strong> uncanny without falling prey to <strong>the</strong><br />

spell <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> night, those in whose lives de<strong>at</strong>h is constantly present, will<br />

(in silence, <strong>of</strong> course) achieve <strong>the</strong> gre<strong>at</strong>est deeds.<br />

Ull has to kill his beloved wife, Solmund, because she yielded to <strong>the</strong><br />

spell <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> moon and <strong>the</strong> stars. To avenge her de<strong>at</strong>h, Solmund's bro<strong>the</strong>r,<br />

<strong>the</strong> sorcerer Borr, challenges Ull:<br />

"Hear me, Ull," shouted Borr, crying with rage, "Where is my sister,<br />

whom you stole from me? Where is she whom I cherished as <strong>the</strong> apple<br />

<strong>of</strong> my eye? Where is she whom you found and took away?"

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