The Darkness of Solitude

By Jason Smith

Sect of the Horned God Member

Something that literally just came to me: The lights have dimmed, and the Darkness of Solitude embraces my Mind in its velvet touch. Free from the noise of Light, I see the Pattern in its completeness, but I cannot distinguish its Ultimate Purpose. Nor, indeed, do I care to, for to see the Outcome is to finish the Puzzle. My Time is short, but my List of Knowledge is seemingly endless, and the Path will continue on into the Darkness, long after my Spark is extinguished. Assailed on all sides by the encroaches of the Light, I find solace in the silence of this hidden way. May the poisoned thorns of the ever-accursed never penetrate this membrane of quiet contemplation!