Enter through a golden bell.
The dawns light forges shadows
On a path I don't know well.
to royal majesty a splendor
Blues only quail you to sleep.
The journey calls me further
Can a friend turn after all these years?
Subtle voices whisper tears.
A kiss never forgotten.
Dark above the sun refused to shine.
The wind cries out in horror
How can it be... bent upon
tree
...Silence...
The tree cries out in deformity.
How she longed to see him again.
How she longed to hear his voice.
Her tears in a knot.
Her son is lost.
No, he is not
Peace