{"id":"01KG8AKVMZ9T240H62YXYTXJXM","cid":"bafkreieebpykongdfgbjldhwxzbqcemz2zomzf4odsijzgl7a3dv7w4ctm","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":13113,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:09.931Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 2","source_file":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","start_line":13048,"text":"Mardi’s reef; and now at Odo, that last threshold, waited to destroy;\r\nor there, missing the revenge they sought, still swore to hunt me round\r\nEternity.\r\n\r\nBehind the avengers, raged a stormy mob, invoking Media to renounce his\r\nrule. But one hand waving like a pennant above the smoke of some\r\nsea-fight, straight through that tumult Media sailed serene: the\r\nrioters parting from before him, as wild waves before a prow\r\ninflexible.\r\n\r\nA haven gained, he turned to Mohi and the minstrel:—“Oh, friends! after\r\nour long companionship, hard to part! But henceforth, for many moons,\r\nOdo will prove no home for old age, or youth. In Serenia only, will ye\r\nfind the peace ye seek; and thither ye must carry Taji, who else must\r\nsoon be slain, or lost. Go: release him from the thrall of Hautia.\r\nOutfly the avengers, and gain Serenia. Reek not of me. The state is\r\ntossed in storms; and where I stand, the combing billows must break\r\nover. But among all noble souls, in tempest-time, the headmost man last\r\nflies the wreck. So, here in Odo will I abide, though every plank\r\nbreaks up beneath me. And then,—great Oro! let the king die clinging to\r\nthe keel! Farewell!”\r\n\r\nSuch Mohi’s tale.\r\n\r\nIn trumpet-blasts, the hoarse night-winds now blew; the Lagoon, black\r\nwith the still shadows of the mountains, and the driving shadows of the\r\nclouds. Of all the stars, only red Arcturus shone. But through the\r\ngloom, and on the circumvallating reef, the breakers dashed\r\nghost-white.\r\n\r\nAn outlet in that outer barrier was nigh.\r\n\r\n“Ah! Yillah! Yillah!—the currents sweep thee ocean-ward; nor will I\r\ntarry behind.—Mardi, farewell!—Give me the helm, old man!”\r\n\r\n“Nay, madman! Serenia is our haven. Through yonder strait, for thee,\r\nperdition lies. And from the deep beyond, no voyager e’er puts back.”\r\n\r\n“And why put back? is a life of dying worth living o’er again?—Let\r\n_me_, then, be the unreturning wanderer. The helm! By Oro, I will steer\r\nmy own fate, old man.—Mardi, farewell!”\r\n\r\n“Nay, Taji: commit not the last, last crime!” cried Yoomy.\r\n\r\n“He’s seized the helm! eternity is in his eye! Yoomy: for our lives we\r\nmust now swim.”\r\n\r\nAnd plunging, they struck out for land: Yoomy buoying Mohi up, and the\r\nsalt waves dashing the tears from his pallid face, as through the scud,\r\nhe turned it on me mournfully.\r\n\r\n“Now, I am my own soul’s emperor; and my first act is abdication! Hail!\r\nrealm of shades!”—and turning my prow into the racing tide, which\r\nseized me like a hand omnipotent, I darted through.\r\n\r\nChurned in foam, that outer ocean lashed the clouds; and straight in my\r\nwhite wake, headlong dashed a shallop, three fixed specters leaning\r\no’er its prow: three arrows poising.\r\n\r\nAnd thus, pursuers and pursued flew on, over an endless sea.\r\n\r\n THE END. \r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n","title":"Chunk 2"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJX7KAQXHQ0EY0GM8A4HN","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1954N2G0NAERBNJXEX9","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKVMZBZRHTSAR8NVZWC47","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:18.079Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:30.035Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}