Chapter Three

 

 

Thelomen Tartheno Toblakai . . .

find the names of a people

so reluctant to fade

into oblivion . . .

Their legend rots

my cynical cast and blights

my eyes with bright glory . . .

“Cross not the loyal cage

embracing their unassailable heart . . .

 

. . . Cross not these stolid menhirs,

ever loyal to the earth.”

Thelomen Tartheno Toblakai . . .

Still standing, these towering pillars

mar the gelid scape

of my mind . . .

GOTHOS’ FOLLY (II.IV)
GOTHOS (B.?)