📔 Time and the Gods

In the city’s midst the gleaming marble of a thousand steps climbed to the citadel where arose four pinnacles beckoning to heaven, and midmost between the pinnacles there stood the dome, vast, as the gods had dreamed it.

All the gods have mocked at prayer. This sin must now be punished by the vengeance of men.

Two men were walking in the street; one said to the other: “Upon the morrow I will sup with thee.” And the Pestilence grinned a grin that none beheld, baring his dripping teeth, and crept away to see whether upon the morrow those men should sup together.