Night brought peace to her, and the stars with their cool and unimpassioned rays bred within her through the ages gentle thoughts and a love of teeming life; they quenched her superficial fires, and, binding chains of magnetic power around her, drew her out into spaces of infinity beyond the scorching flame tongues of her fervid mother. Life born and nursed in the cold interstellar tracts teemed on her breast. Back she sprang again into the warmer rays of the mother orb, breaking the stellar bonds, and life leapt from sea to air and crawled upon the new-won lands in monstrous forms. Last came the strangest monster of all, erect like a bird, yet wingless, first swinging from tree to tree, then skimming the plains upon the backs of fellow-beasts he had mastered: man, the portent of God, had come. Slowly he grew and slowly sloughed off his beast habits. Prehistoric time focussed into a moment. First came tyranny and war as moulders of his spirit; then they became monsters, barring his way to the divine. Great monarchies and empires flew by like a lightning flash; thousands of years with their events or somnolences passed swift as a dream. Stronger grew reason in man’s brain, the love in his heart; divine influences surrounded him, watching the dawn of the new power of thought and nursing the growth of the spirit in him. Then out of the darkness came the historic ages of this island’s progress towards diviner light, and rushed in a flash across my brain. Then I awoke from this ennobling dream, swift and beautiful as a trance made up of moments, each of which contained an eternity. The electric song of the history of our world had ceased, and my spirit fell like a meteor from heaven, out of the exhilaration and the ecstasy. Never before had I felt as if my life was that of a god watching from above the flight of time. I scarcely knew that the darkness around me had suddenly turned into daylight and the web of lightning flashes had vanished; I was led from the arcade by Thyriel as in a dream. When we reached the gallery which overlooked the ocean and I turned my eyes to the dome of heaven, I was conscious that a new glory had come into my life. Dim though my conception of the electric song of creation had been, I realised with joy what a vast universe had been added to the possibilities of my life by the discovery of this new sense and of the sublime things I might perceive through it. I would not be behind Thyriel in the cultivation of the magnetism in my system, but would enter with redoubled ardour on the practice of my firla.