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Iron Psalm

Chapter 10·1 min read

A closing word

A closing word

This compilation closes here, as all compilations must. We have written what we believe. We have noted, with some care, what we cannot believe. We have refused, in several places, to commit, and we welcome the argument that will follow.

The world is large and what we know of it is small. If you find a fragment we have not seen — a recovered inscription, a culture’s account, a working that should not be — write us. The letters reach those who care.

Walk carefully. Pay no priest more than the price of a meal. Bear your soul-hold while you can.