The blind man speaks.
“Winter is the form which the Earth takes now.
But the way it is now is not the way it was.
We came this way by heat.
The strivings of mankind heated the world.
Ice which had lain on the great southern continent before man walked the world, flowed into the sea. The floods came quickly then. The southern Earth now free of the press of ice was lifted up. The rest of our world moved in sympathy. It groaned and it split and it spilled it’s own hot blood in pain.
Smoke and dust came with it. The dust filled the sky and stole from us the stars. The dust surrounded us and hid us from the sun.
The world began to freeze and convulsed once again as it did.
Winter is the form the Earth takes now.
But the way it is now is not the way it will be.”