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Watchers of the Sky

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 1959    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

at magician,

t that he could

he hand o

his f

d, the young Princ

fool and knave m

gic that could

of stars. Th

roud. He held t

for, when he spo

eet like spani

lish, for he to

ted him. Did

l could spend a

great estates b

me, that from

natural right

ot bequeath th

f Christine, a

even you," the

laughing-stock.

, the night whe

ound it in gre

le world laughs

the star that r

ld destroy yo

royal father

outh so long in

every pretty h

Circe. So he t

this peasant-

, he plays the

ell his gold a

ver win

the

ove Uranibo

hin it, till

appy day, whe

dredth star u

officers fro

knocked at Tycho

they said, "to

ake of these e

has turned mo

can approve.

ses of this w

wed his tables

stars, each no

te precision

ven for five-an

his all?"

ught to

r damning him.

, as it seemed.

d not un

ll, I

for I think,

ve marked

what

eap the fruits

s its

time t

he, "perhaps a

sand, when our

otten, and our

rtain day, the

point of conta

his chaos. Th

ever in an

ll see the kin

ed cosmos. The

on rising fr

iful,

ike men

tes of some s

ear, we pati

ther. In that

have not known

music to a

nderstand: this

the torch a

de report that

were fruitless;

ed that any f

distant years,

ttle, Walche

m Tycho Brahe

ects. The Cha

into ruin.

f the Bones

ld the Chapel

gave to help

umbling-blocks; t

oung disciples

mellow libra

ing sunset, p

e them, biddin

ide-open wind

sorrowful whi

lowing aroun

e," he said, "t

drained her

er now must c

sts; on me; and

r, who made thi

ng, your homes

ll have gone yo

e; and, though

f the skies, i

t to those who c

rked with me, fo

quite forge

sunset gilding

and that old c

t evenings by

e were fruitl

ened heaven, the

k, the tricks you

hen yourselves

to beauty, tou

ish they might

mine for five-

ese,-the work, t

thers here. My

But the appoint

t come to

an

o many constant

earth, the de

e the sport of

through blindnes

ome in exile,

rch as far as

the feet of th

m me, and carrie

t new age I s

new realms I

ft-footed, let

me, crowned wit

rning. Take it

most ready

achieved, yes,

oitered on t

t the judgmen

to come, with

yers, it is be

e, remembered

their hat

the

umour, the glor

tions of seve

gh in sight of

heel around us,

pe, in some mor

housand up b

, I know,-a m

llow me, with m

tens of thousa

just that five-

ing them sooner

of the law I

verge of gre

s a dreamer f

es are opened

In that day y

st meeting a

d you that th

victories for

ay forget us.

lms, the shoutin

athers' glory

ght of giving

the cliff's fac

oot-holes in t

limb so gaily

their new-disc

nd me there. Wh

n the darknes

liffs, under th

e hide at last

ry proud, and

ld can find us

n compensation

ore perhaps th

linds them on t

glory past ou

because the

e systems of

, held by all

oven false. W

ours is not

ling spheres. Our

ng the planet

f it wholly.

und the sun,

ching. There are

, Copernicus

en talked wit

movements can

esis only-w

lf for centr

earth, so 'stab

ations, is a

s around

ot thi

ought is yet to

bt that Ptole

lanets move a

is nearer t

But the planet

om the course t

ystem, which in

ld may yet be

urs, as Jeppe d

we laughed, i

let it be the

anets move aro

un with all i

ur centr

at th

ll we know, an

rmous plunge

voyaging for t

s darkness witho

om all that a

the beacon-f

ned in b

ech yo

ven wrong, be

lightly. If at

s against me, t

o that darknes

lowing hearth-fi

you, while the

brows, and o

th that lead you

island,-ever

ok, and fish-po

n that garden

ut it is not c

ndering through

ps is ended;

e me, br

poke, t

his face. He

silent in the

his fac

lf-sam

e, and all thei

home for even

w of the small

precious recor

the future.

leaving on th

, distorted,

sobbing, under

ou forgotten Je

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