Creatures are falling from the skies. They are falling on our spirits, Eating our souls, Undermining our foundations. These are truly signs apocalyptic!
– Jean De Wire, on his deathbed, 1943
During the great war of the forties, Jean DeWire descended into a cloud of sorrow and madness. He felt Herman had betrayed him, and the longing for his eternal and wisest friend Manné was stronger than ever.
The valley burns yet again, but my suffering is soon at an end. Will the hordes of Jerna again appear? I pity those who must deal with Her maliciousness, always in fear.
The last words of the post-Hegelian philosopher Jean DeWire. Let us pray they are not words of prophecy; we beg for shelter from the coming darkness.