All progressions from a higher to a lower order are marked by ruins and mystery and a residue of nameless rage.

“There is no God and we are his prophets.”

“They came upon themselves in a mirror and he almost raised the pistol. It's us,…”

“She carried a scabbedover wound on her hip where her mate had bitten her two we…”

“When your dreams are of some world that never was or of some world that never w…”