

There is no reason to be more specific at this point. It is far too dark for eyes to be of value.įor this dark time, we’ll simply refer to him as “the man.”įirst, he fits the general and generally accepted description of an unmodified, male, human-model being-walking upright, having opposable thumbs and possessing the other typical characteristics of the profession and second, because his name has been taken from him.

If you could look about the enormous room through which he walks, you couldn’t see a thing. The man walks through his Thousandyear Eve in the House of the Dead. They come in making a riotous and unruly noise, with Torches in their hands. Until we shall go to the place where they have gone.īehold, no one who goes can come back again.Ĭomus enters with a Charming Rod in one hand, his Glass in the other with him a rout of Monsters, headed like sundry sorts of wild Beasts. So that he might tell us their disposition, I have heard the words of Imhotep and Hardedef,
