I thoroughly enjoyed re-reading this wonderful short story, which was an experience heightened both by the fantastic John Banks narration and reading it as part of www.heresyomnibus.com's Omnibus I, placing it after Horus Rising and The Wolf of Ash and Fire, and before False Gods.

The story is one filled with symbols, portents, foreboding, and glimpses into the relatively recent past that I cannot say and pre-Great Crusade Terra.

A silversmith Remembrancer on the Vengeful Spirit lays dying after the finishing of momentous project, reflecting on his life, works, and the Legion he served.

A simple, internal monologue, but one absolutely glittering with meaning and suggestion that captures the mythological epic mess of the Horus Heresy and gives me everything I want from really rather short story like this.

Bloody marvellous! ( )