Tristan Robert Lange

Outcasts\' Oculus

It exists

At the center of reason—

Large, oculus, made of obsidian—

A monument of fear and faith towering

Above scorched land. A sanctuary for aftermath

Souls who’ve found rest from wandering, separation

From torrential torment, and perpetual peace from

Persistent pain. This is the outcasts peristyle sanctum,

A temple that was built on and around the eternal rock

Of righteous rebellion; it was built by all those

Betrayed by a world that promised us life and offered

Damnation. Welcome to this temple, sit in the circle

Around its walls, peer into the center, gaze at the altar

Stone, lit by lights of hope. This is home of the hallowed ones,

This is our peoples’ house, and it will not be torn down by hate.

Originally published on tristanrobertlange.com, August 24, 2025.

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