The Night is Passing

by Cynewulf

Act 1: Some God Will Give Us an End to This

Act I

Some God Will Give Us an End to This

or

Arms and the Mare I Sing

Arms, and the man I sing, who, forced by Fate,
And haughty Juno's unrelenting hate,
Expell'd and exil'd, left the Trojan shore.
Long labours both by sea and land he bore,
And in the doubtful war, before he won
The Latian realm, and built the destin'd town;
His banish'd gods restor'd to rites divine,
And settled sure succession in his line,

“...An hour will come, with pleasure to relate
Your sorrows past, as benefits of Fate.”

...These words he spoke, but spoke not from his heart;
His outward smiles conceal'd his inward smart…

~Aeneid By Virgil, translated by John Dryden, Book I

Comments

[FloydienSlip]

All right, Cyne. 'Bout time, eh? I'm gonna give this a whirl.

[timkiller888]

Time for a second go around. I can feel the raw power of the journey ahead already.

[crossed]

I have wanted to read this for a long time. It's time to drop everything and dive headfirst into this novel!

[Ice Star]

Finally, I have gotten around to reading this. Or at least starting to. I'll try to leave a comment on each chapter (when I have a chance to read them, that is) and share my thoughts - oh, and to make it easier to record my own journey into madness as I attempt to read each and every bit of this story. The word count is certainly something - whew! - but I'm so excited to finally be reading this.

So, for now I remain optimistic. Somewhat. Maybe.

Probably.

[The Cynical One]

Starting with a poem? I wish I could divine more but I only have only a loose happenstance on what it could mean. Hey, maybe you when I finish I’ll come back to chapter one and be truly startled at how well this story plays out. 500k words at some point I’ll be learned eh? There’s only one way to learn, moving forwards, onwards!