There was light upon a strait white hole
Where rain fell before the gathering of the clouds
Flaming drops from a crimson shade sky
They froze me, I don't know why
You fainted into my own bloodstream
One by one, each vein became tighter
Like the stale moss from an old forest
Vanishing from a thin root to dust
I know nothing but I felt it all
Cold and shapeless but still as one
"Watcher, leave this Child alone
Carry me, wait until she has grown"
In my mind, I heard her only words
"Be kind and mourn without fright
But do not spare them from your inner burst
If your will is right"