I have seen it:


    A grey planet, as old in wrath and grief


    As any hell.


    Disease and war


    Have now repaid to thieving time


    The breath of all its peoples;


    A shadow delivering now


    the hopes and wishes of all


    To one decay


    in Fate''s abysmal vault.


    And I shall have it all.


    Like thunder on the sunset,


    Death''s wings spread and


    stifle half the light in the sky,


    On the further stars,


    a black shadow is cast,


    But I shall set my course


    on worlds unknown in the


    outer infinite,


    and there conquer


    Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.the ever-changing spheres and shifting spaces -


    though the mad planet and


    its writhing peoples


    should be destroyed-


    I shall abide


    And on immortal quests fly


    into the dark.


    Neither as cold nor as kind as ours,


    The stars of those forgotten hours.


    The peace and pallor of the flowers


    of life that have fevered


    and been marred


    by the stain of humanity''s shadow,


    the distilled malice and blight


    of the infernal and wretched regard


    of a cooling sun,


    as their corpses stare


    with empty, worm-eaten eyes,


    halted in a timeward march


    to oblivion, preserved only


    to observe


    my ascension


    as King of all The World.