O night! Thou art darker than any night

and I saw a heart darker than you...

and I screamed at that heart

and I cried on that heart

and I knocked on [the gates of] that heart...

yet the heart had a gate made of steel

and my efforts did naught...

and I saw a whip, hard and long and the hand that held it,

and the hand rose higher and the whip went higher and the whip

coiled and writhed like a serpent...

So there was flesh under the whip

and whip on the flesh...

Continue to part II:

Azhdahak-II.gmi