“The sun and the shadow complete the work.” The alchemist’s words reverberate in my mind For I have known the Sun And I have been acquainted with the Shadow. Even last night I saw the half moon (Perfectly in balance I thought) Consumed by a dark hand While its silvery light played upon white clouds That seemed to lie behind it. I think of Ged’s Shadow That fearsome specter he summoned Out of his youthful arrogance of power And that pursued him across all Earthsea Until, gaining wisdom at last, Ged turned upon it And called it by its True Name Which lo! Was his own. And Ged merged with his Shadow And became once more complete. Completion! The word fills my soul with peace My soul, which has been so troubled of late With fitful ruminations of love and hate. Now on October’s last day Of this special year I can acknowledge the end Of this chapter of my life’s story. I know my journey has but begun And my boat is very small Like the tiny skiff of Sparrowhawk As I set sail in the dark.