I was balanced - too perfectly balanced - balanced between change and eternity - and so the Meniscate favoured me. So I passed the Summit Gate, into the House of the Moon which is the shadow-self of the Mansus. Here it is empty and still, but here the Wheel still turns. I am not Long - I am only a reflection - but sometimes I am the reflection of the Witch, and sometimes of the Sister, and when the Sun is reborn, the Meniscate will bring me home. What is within, without; what is without, within. Always.