Renaissance
It is coming! A wave of deep, blasting heat swept through him. Then it was gone. He was running down a long corridor of twisting, writhing flames that flung his body about and tore at him with tangible fingers. He was glowing, burning, every fiber of him, with an incandescent blaze that would have blinded ordinary eyes.
But he was not ordinary He was a god in an inferno of light , a great bubble of it that swept him on and on through the reaches of space and eternity, aeons beyond kronweld. Waves flung him from-one end of the universe to the other .. ripping him appert, creating him..
He was alone in infinity, alone in the seeing center of the actof birth!
It is coming! A wave of deep, blasting heat swept through him. Then it was gone. He was running down a long corridor of twisting, writhing flames that flung his body about and tore at him with tangible fingers. He was glowing, burning, every fiber of him, with an incandescent blaze that would have blinded ordinary eyes.
But he was not ordinary He was a god in an inferno of light , a great bubble of it that swept him on and on through the reaches of space and eternity, aeons beyond kronweld. Waves flung him from-one end of the universe to the other .. ripping him appert, creating him..
He was alone in infinity, alone in the seeing center of the actof birth!
