No, we say; no, while there is one man left on the globe, the sun will not be extinguished. Before the hour of the Solar Pralaya strikes on the watch-tower of Eternity, all the other worlds of our system will be gliding in their spectral shells along the silent paths of Infinite Space. Before it strikes, Atlas, the mighty Titan, will have dropped his heavy manvantaric burden and died. The Pleiades, the bright seven Sisters, will have, upon awakening hiding Sterope to grieve with them, to die themselves for their father's loss. And Hercules, moving off his left leg, will have to shift his place in the heavens and erect his own funeral pile. Then only, surrounded by the fiery element breaking through the thickening gloom of the Pralayan twilight, will Hercules, expiring amidst a general conflagration, bring on likewise the death of our sun.
