Narcissus-X assails the anthracitic tower: Acheronian citadel in a bituminous plane.
Plane geometry, Euclidean ideal. Lines and circles and arcs and tangents. Dark colors on darker ground.
What does Narcissus-X seek? What seeks Narcissus-X?
For within the tower is darkness, silence, the velvet quiet of ancient nights. Nights without moon, without stars, without gleaming eyes.
The tower taken, the gate sealed from within, the stair ascended, Narcissus-X gazes beyond the unseen horizon. And sees: darkness.
Or is it gleaming eyes?