From you, as from burning chips of resin
Fiery fragments circle far and near:
Ablaze, you don't know if you are to be free,
Or if all that is yours will disappear.
Will only ashes and confusion remain,
Leading into the abyss?--or will there be
In the depths of the ash a star-like diamond,
The dawning of eternal victory!
--From Cyprian Norwid, "Prolog,"
Tragedia fantastyczna
(Epigraph to Andrzejewski's novel)
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