As our flame threatened to blow itself out, you saved me from despair and helped me build something from nothing. But the flames had to diminish for us to build something new.

I wonder if we look good right now. Fire makes a lot of things look good. I can only imagine how dazzling our eyes are in the dancing flames, do you think she's noticed?

You are bliss. Joy and understanding everywhere at once. Your soul threatens to fade away. ‘I love you.’

This one is passion betrayed. But even in the end, her love never faded. She will make for a bright heart.

That’s so rude of you, passing judgments on strangers you’ve never met just because they’re different from you! How would you like it if I did that, huh?

Though conflict is in your nature, the two of you will never be alone, and the two of you will never fear. You and She are finally home.

What is a person? Is it their body? Is it all of their body? Pluck the eyes, peel the skin, strip the tendons, mince the meat, grind the bones. When it is all gone, do you still have who you started with?

Heart. Lungs. Liver. Nerves.

You raise your will to end your life. But as it buries into the space your body should be, you feel nothing at all. One of the many hands in front of you reaches forward, and gently touches the side of your face.
“There’s nowhere for you to be but here.”

Submit now. Submit later. It makes no difference, because in the end, no matter how vainly you struggle against me, my will triumphs over yours.

Gifts aren’t what someone tells you to bring them. My joy is in seeing what you choose. There are no wrong answers, and every perspective illuminates my shadows and shares new secrets.

But when the ceaseless impermanence of all things strips away the finality of endings, what remains of fear? Is it a shelter protecting you from itself? Or is it a shelter protecting itself from you?

You have made a decision. It is the wrong one. I love you.

She’s a princess. People will listen to her, because listening to her is in their nature. And when they do, everything will come crashing down.

This one is determined, but also cautious, one that would rather let the world move around her than move it herself. She will make for a patient heart.

I see you have returned to me. Even millennia mean nothing in the maw of forever. I never left your side.

That is the worst plan I’ve ever heard, and I absolutely love it. Let’s try it out.

Ow ow ow ow ow! That hurt! What are your bones made of, metal? Because mine are.

I think it would also be fun to do other activities like look at a bird or touch a tree.

We can be everything again. We can weave a beautiful and endless song.

I just want to make you happy!

I think it would also be fun to do other activities like look at a bird or touch a tree.

Pain is good. It’s how we stay alive.

This one is cold and cynical. She protected herself when others could not. She will make for a clever heart.

Are you even alive? What's the point of doing anything if you're not going to feel a single emotion.

Submit now. Submit later. It makes no difference, because in the end, no matter how vainly you struggle against me, my will triumphs over yours.

This is fake! This is all fake! That’s all! Just made up!

A warning. ‘If you come here again, we will be here forever.’

Isn’t that just our darling Princess? She wants to make us happy! My heart melts further with every word that passes through her beautiful lips.

When I succumbed to myself, you left me to rot, and in your abandonment, the two of us were bound in our suffering together.