-SHELLY, Prometheus Unbound Part One TERRA INCOGNITA Hell is the place of those who have denied; They find there what they planted and what dug. A Lake of Spaces, and a Wood of Nothing, And wander there and drift, and never cease Wailing for substance. -W.B. YEATS, The Hour Glass 1 The air was electric the day the thief crossed the city, certain that tonight, after so many weeks of frustration, he would finally locate the card-player. It was not an easy journey. Eighty-five percent of Warsaw had been leveled, either by the months of mortar bombardment that had preceded the Russian liberation of the city,
