Delight the finest hour. Pain will overcome.
The times to come and pass.
With death in heart.
Death in heart.
Will you, when the time comes, part?
A reflection of my fears.
Departure.
Despite this, adore the beauty in red.
Consider now, where to find the soul of a colour?
To help you in the task: ever-on it floweth
and as hindered to cease, all will.
Nebian hero I am.
Curse, fury, all I have, all I need to take it all.
From me, in Vainia.
Lest I ponder, in pain to fall?
LIAR! I AM THE LOWEST.
I saw the foliage some three times.
No questions arose.
Everything was clear...a crystal.
NOBILITY.
THE GOLDEN ANSWER.