The Arcane Soothsayer Carefully Sculpted His Demise

Behind this sempiternal dusk it was located a majestic temple. It’s foundation was rising in height by the portent of its pillars, enormous columns hemmed by the enshrouding pall of the highest clouds which, in their expanse, lapped the outer layers of the atmosphere in a triumph of unparalleled grandeur. The aforementioned sanctuary was the shelter of an ancient burden that refined his clairvoyance through the observation of the rotary motion of spiral galaxies. His wisdom was based on the sublimation of the principle of Hermes Trismegistus, since cosmos’ course - like all the organic forms that inhabit it - follows a destiny which is chaotic only in its appearance. This is
How he was able to reconstruct the story of the wretched vagrant: it led to the primordial vertigo. But that was not the myth he intended to dispel. He certainly acknowledged that in theology there are no answers. So the arcane
Soothsayer carefully sculpted his demise, having spent his whole life connecting dots but, despite his knowledge, he hadn’t yet find the question