Sometimes you didn't really arrive at a conclusion about your life, you just discovered that you already had.
In this world, where we find ourselves, we need compassion more than anything, I think, or we are all alone.
One didn't stop to talk with creatures from one's nightmares.
She was owner and captive, both, of a bitterly divided heart.
Eanna love us, Adaon preserve us, Morian guard our souls.
What mortal knew the way their fate line would run?