A poem by Fisher kel Tath. "When the day knew only darkness,the wind a mute beggar stirring ashes and starsin the discarded pools beneath the oldretaining wall, down where the white riversof sand slip grain by grain into the unseen,and every foundation is but a momentfrom a horizon’s stagger, I found myselfamong friends and so was made at easewith my modest list of farewells." ―Soldier DyingFisher kel Tath
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