He paid for his perception, and earned his silence; well knows the struggle of all who would rise to their yesterdays. Courage now is day by day, and strains he his meditations above the clouds that mantle his mood, which spread to his exquisite rapier glare. To none nor himself would kneel. Vision deep and […]
Peer out over the plains of your citadel, and see there at the fringe of visions reach, a spectacular civilisation would surely rise, if you would be confident to rule your thoughts.