What am I expecting? Salvation? That’s nothing but a hopeless dream. I still dream – do I? I don’t know. Everything’s a jumble, darkening chaos hovering above and below, unleashed, uncaged. There are no rules, no paths, no faith, no light. There is nothing but a wall of bricks, steel, stone and blood. Unbreakable. If only… Oh, useless. Stop dreaming, Anne. Cut-wing, remember? Fallen from grace by your own hand. Feel your face, your soul. Emptiness – so why dream?

You can’t blow the clouds away from the sun, for it has left. The skies are black, the horizon faded. The stars – where have they gone? They must shine, somewhere – but not here. Even they have forsaken us. Everything fails, everything falls down to dust. Heart, mind and soul.

Time, the great devourer. Let it fade away, please… I don’t want this. No more pain, I’m too tired. Flames and broken wings do not mingle.

Kill it, please…