Andi Sulistiadi

In Singhasari, they know that the greatness is not a throne, nor a crown of gold-leaf, nor a name written upon the stone of a tomb. It is the sacred strength to remain kind in cruel times, the courage to hope when the night is long, and the willingness to love despite the absolute certainty of loss. The cloth is off the loom, the journey is ended, and the pattern is complete. The nobodies of the earth have held the lamp straight through the dark, and the dawn they have built together will never see a setting sun.
THE END OF THE CHRONICLES OF MARAKATA DWIPAMay the light of the faithful guide your feet home.