Kannski, svona mátulega nálægt því. Mér finnst ég nú samt sjá eins og slæðu af djúpsjávarbláum í þessum annars indæla ljósa lit.<br><br>Feel the soft flow of your emotions. How they ebb against the shore of your mind. Slowly wearing away your rational firmness, burying you in the silt, the ruins of your rationality. You shall become like the flat landscape where ages have passed.