The nightmares born from unknowns did not contribute to my rest in the least… and so, I refuged in the silence of my chambers like I used to before any change came to my life… collaborating to the heighten of it, not wanting to emit a sound so I could feel the void as myself… because of fear and the sense of loss again.
— Shouldn't you die? The favour would do not solely for us but for yourself, Marianne… what worth is there in living when you are a disgrace to everyone's sight? —
'Such terrible words I remember them all too well… and yet… today she said she wanted to love me…' — I thought, annoyed by feeling this sadness mixed with an unexplainable happiness; only to think that what she said in a drowsy state could be true and it was the soil the fairies noticed that had moved them into the evilness my memories recall.
— ….. do not worry about justice any more, sister. I am… welcoming this wait for death now that I am certain you are safe and sound… —
