And then the sun goes down, the endless darkness comes.
The eternal winter, the cold, the fear, the screams.
But this is not the end my child.
Death, is not the end.
Because this is my dream.
I am not a king or lord, not a man or creature.
I am the wind, the earth, the water, and the fire.
But this is not the end, this is the beginning.
The beginning of my dreams.