Ungloriful

But now, although pride was not a completely empty emotion for me, there was hardly the flood of self-esteem I once would have felt . . . for I had grown, or at least I had learned; I had caught sad glimpses of the ungloriful truth.

We die, oh, we die and enter the ungloriful land where we have no purpose and wander about separated from anything we knew in life," stammered a tearful Bombylious.