Surveying the Wreckage

Prelude to Gotterdammerung; we are now entering the golden age of madness;
Considering the gathering storm and wondering who will deliver us from it, gods and heroes being posted missing again.
Everyone comes to feel that they are living through the end of days; eventually, though, it will be true. And, as we run out of rail on our single track to better, perhaps it will fall to us to achieve this final and dubious distinction.
This is my jeremiad. And finishing with this trope, I turn my gaze towards the rose-coloured dawn and the paths to better worlds, which I think lie just over the hill.