Now the journeyman has passed into the black
But before that moment
He has turned his back
to look from where he came,
He sees all the old gods diminished now
and all but one, dead to us,
In the endless velvety night
even old Sol takes his place amidst the stars:
Beyond the speckled light,
The journeyman continues; master of oblivion.
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By Data © Nov. 2025
Feb 13
Feb 13, 2026 at 3:43 PM UTC