Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Background and Inspiration Edit
The poem is by William Ernest Henley.
Invictus was included in version 6.0 with the rest of Grief.
Like Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, the book can be considered to be directly from the point of view of the Hero's Shade as he describes his hellish existence, but is grateful for the life he once led. The poem also explores his gratitude to the Golden Goddesses for their protection and signifies that he still honors them. The "horror of the shade" could refer to Eldin's Shade or to the Hero's Shade himself.