Like a Glimmer of Firelight

I once got drunk at the Eleusinian Mysteries, once passed by the Tower of Babel, and once fell in love with Cassandra.

I once possessed the Ring of Gyges, and quietly kissed the sleeping dragon.

Beneath the dragon's tail was a cherry blossom, from a distant, dusky red castle. Beyond the castle was a snow-covered road dotted with spots of blood. A cat padded down the road, whiskers quivering, and so I leapt down from its whiskers.

I came from afar, and I go toward afar.

There is no way back, and I know not the way back.

A mad, hopelessly romantic soul.