“The child sat dreaming about the purpose of the sun, and while dreaming forgot time and place. He fell with his light weight and long legs, into deep troubled waters.

Sunlight got turned in to murky masses of liquid. Whilst falling closer to the void, the child saw the darkness and evilness of the earth.

From the same water arose a winged creature, with black blood, meeting the burgundy horizon and the dying sun.

The knight has heard your screams for being united with something bigger than earthy suffering. The scream to be one with the sounds of hell and heaven.”