'What will be' they say...'it is written'. Don't turn around, don't look the other way, don't run...you've already done it countless times. I'm always there. Don't fret, cry if you must, tears soothe the helpless aching. They might even say 'it wasn't meant to be', but no one truly knows; keep fighting. It's endless and it is wearying - be patient, luminous one. If it hurts, it's not over; hold on to your hope - I'll hold you - my sweet, the end is your reward.

Yes, I know you search every time, tirelessly. I'm ever close. I know the price for completion is high, I've seen you fall, and you feel so lost, so often, you can't see yourself anymore. You don't see me. Wait, please, have faith, beautiful one. You've loved - longed - for so long...Can you remember what was before? Don't hide your pain, I know. I will ask the Gods that you be granted your wish - they owe me mine - in all your lives to come.

Nothing ever truly ends. I'll watch over you.