08/01/2026
A man has returned from his quest.
His sword rests beside him. The journey is over.
He kneels before a woman seated upon a golden throne, gently holding her hand in his own.
She appears almost otherworldly, surrounded by rich fabrics and warm light.
Perhaps she was the oracle who guided him before he left.
Perhaps she was the reason he left in the first place.
After all the battles, dangers, and sacrifices, he has come to a simple realization:
What he truly sought was not glory or treasure.
It was her.
🎨 *The End of the Quest* (c. 1921) by Frank Dicksee.