—What say you, Rogue? Tripping through the rumbles of the night. Cacooned in another’s cloak, displaced of faith, aye, strong in faith! With mortal persistence and shallow perception have you now come? Seek freedom’s window, delayer of soiled garments. Release the sound of waiting; its chasms of transparent harmonies. Address thy soul and the stalker of thine heart. Dismiss all darkened footholds to collapse into ecstatic benevolence.—