XCIII: The Addict; and XCIV: Streetlight

The venturer approached two fountains, wrought

with runic markings which he could not read.

One showed him things that he had long forgot,

the other showed him all that he could need.

Of course that man drunk only from the first,

for needs are silly things that always wait.

But all these things that quench his curious thirst—

it’s these that are the best of de…