The waves flung up against the purple glow of double sleeplessness. Along the piers the ships return; but sailing I would go through double rings of fire, double fears. So therefore let your bright vaults heave the night about with ropes of wind and points of light,and say, as all the rolling stars go, "I have stood my feet on rock and seen the sky."
The Jewels of Aptor
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