Here is the full list of all 78 BOOK OF HOURS achievements.
I eavesdropped on the Aviform Hours and live, still, to sing their songs.
Neither rags nor riches soothed my soul. But at last I found peace in Hush House.
I spoke the name 'Calyptra' and lived. I won the last revolution, and I am free.
They had hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions. I know that now. I made, at last, amends.
I walked beneath the Sun, and I walked within the flesh. At last I found my final home.
I was hunted. I was afraid. But now I am safe, and prepared.
I plumbed the depths. I plotted the impossible. I completed my masterwork, and mastered the Mansus itself.
Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol do so at their peril. I went and read and mastered all.
I have faced my Crime and the Curse it freed. At last, I am whole.
Every song ever sung still lingers in wind and echo, untouched by the demands of Eternity…
Eternity and History cannot be reconciled. Freedom cannot be perfection - not unless we understand the paradox of the eternal ending...
When the travelling Carapace-kinds passed beyond the wave and the sky, they made arrangements for their return...
If we know those deepest rules, we know what even the Chancel and the Calyptra may not do...
When Eternity came into the world, certain prudent powers arranged loopholes. Those loopholes may open again...
The Sun's sins and the Sun's scars are our salvation. There are Histories where they will trap us...
Ys, by her arts, found the strike-tone that shakes the Hours. A bell cast with this secret could speak the Ys-note…
The Sun-in-Splendour and the Forge of the Days could not be joined. But Sunset Celia and the Swan King could...
The Histories, they say, are braided like hair - or tangled like roots. What is the shape of that knot...?
Hunger made Worms of Dragons. But without the savour-secret of the Carapace, their hunger would not have been sufficient...
The fundamental flaw; the irresistible shortcut; the hate that heats; the change that mars; the scar that opens...
There's only one place you're safe from Eternity and History, and it's not a place anyone would want to be...
The Sun has charted his Paths - paths beyond walls and woods and Bounds. When we are ready, all of us will enter Eternity...
I unlocked the Wheel of Fortune card.
I unlocked the Fool card.
I unlocked the World card.
I unlocked the Moon card.
I unlocked the Devil card.
I unlocked the Star card.
I unlocked the Death card.
I unlocked the Empress card.
I unlocked the Judgement card.
I unlocked the Hermit card.
I unlocked the Sun card.
I unlocked the Tower card.
I unlocked the Temperance card.
I followed in the footsteps of Solomon Husher.
I lived out my days quietly, as the Librarian of Hush House; and I was happy.
In a hidden fold of the mountains above the city of Cluj lies the enigmatic relic they call Saint Mihael's Coffin...
The assets of Grunewald's Permanent Circus were disposed of by the Bureau. In hindsight, this was a mistake...
Oriflamme's Auction House is never robbed. But what if it has been?
The labhite Abecassis has begun a dramatic and dangerous metamorphosis...
An 'inhabitation of Worms' is never to be taken lightly...
Another man has died in the desert. He raved to the end about gardens, with a flower crushed in his hand...
Two Reckoner mobs have gone to war in the unremarkable Lithuanian city of Kaunas. Why? What's in Kaunas?
The Suppression Bureau has a growing interest in the recent fad for unconventional - often prophetic - religious movements...
From the far monastery of St Tentreto, we hear stories of unexpected visitors - visitors from behind the sky...
Messana: a prosperous little desert village that has become a place of pilgrimage. There have been peculiar manifestations there of late...
Sailors have a term for the compass-whirl phenomenon which occurs before sightings of the city Ys...
An upcoming production of an opera with a very ancient pedigree indeed...
No-one has ever successfully staged an entire performance of 'Wings Within Wings'. But now someone is trying again...
A faddish health camp has attracted attention after many of its clients seem to have developed sudden, sometimes upsetting, artistic abilities...
For years a sculptor-adept laboured at his masterpiece. And now, puzzlingly and suddenly, he is dead...
The New King has sanctioned the use of the Crown's wealth to fund a visionary new industrial project...
The Légion du Seuil recruits from among the Bounds-beasts. How trustworthy is it, really?
A self-styled oracle preaches 'the truth of nearly now' to her followers. She camps by the Temple of Seven Coils, and hasn't been eaten...
An odd little image in a church in Strasbourg has become a locus for wild claims of healing and haunting...
A tapestry has been stolen from the Haustorium that depicts details of a very old rite indeed...
The Ligeian Medusa is long dead. But she walks the streets of Budapest by moonlight and, for the first time, she's being glimpsed in daylight too...
In a highly specialised clinic, specialists study the ecstatic agonies of the case known only as'the Open Reverend'...
What happens in Numa, stays in Numa. Generally.
I found my way through the storm to Brancrug Village.
I restored the sanctuary of the last Baron Dewulf.
I restored the rooms set aside by the Curia for the Librarian.
I restored the Abbey Church of the Isle, all the way to its topmost spire.
I restored the deepest chambers of the Cucurbit Prison.
I unearthed the final secret of the caves below Hush House.
I mastered the Wisdom of music, riddles and miscellanea.
I mastered the Wisdom of the primaeval wood.
I mastered the Wisdom of the laws (and disagreements) of the Hours.
I mastered the Wisdom of silence and its sundering.
I mastered the Wisdom of purification of the self and its surroundings.
I mastered the Wisdom of alchemy, metallurgy and pyrotechnics.
I mastered the Wisdom of the ways and byways of the transmundane.
I mastered the Wisdom of healing and restoration.
I mastered the Wisdom of things that should not be studied.
I curated a perfect display of Hush House's Librarians.
I discovered the source of the fire that ravaged Hush House.
I drowned my book.