The Night is so dark. Fire in the distance. I want the fire. I need the fire. I know the fire. But the flourescence are so blinding. They call to me. Come, our light is bright; our caves are warm; come see our treasures that lie with in. In thier caves were halls of diamonds and saphires. From deep withing came music like nothing the stars had ever made. The rythm took hold and drew me in. I became lost in it. It was my only though. The rythm.
Dance with us, child. We will teach you the rythm. See how the others move. Watch how they show thier love. Listen to thier words. Learn thier speach, know thier dance. When like them you become. You will be part of the rythm.
A whisper broke in. Annoying. Breaks the rythm. Can't be good. But persistant. Remember. Remember. You walked on silk grass, danced beneath the oaks, drank from sweet rivers. The stars sang to you, the sun danced with you, the winds laughed with you. Where have you gone, child of mine? Come back to me. Come once again and sing that song you loved so much.
