| Horus By La Mancha |
| I mourned your passing only in the seconds of your final stoop. Then Duty wrenched away the pain and pleasure of our brotherhood and locked them in that deepest chamber of my soul, alongside all the other memories – the grief, the love – that my harsh mistress will not have me feel. But now the world can breath again. And as night steals across the sands, the desert sky reveals you once again to me. My best and my most clever friend, riding the solar winds of heaven - your pebbled wing the stardust of the comet’s tail, your bright eye winking in the Southern Cross that guides me home. |