Dream's Covenant[]
A kind of dream, a kind of howl, a kind of hopelessness. Full of unresolved grievances of an ancient time, as well as bizarre anxieties about the future... But what truly makes everything dull and meaningless, is that this book is nothing more than an inferior imitation. Despite our most earnest efforts to understand, nothing can come close to truly describe that great, ancient, and dormant Truth.
...Is that so?
Introduction[]
That day, it will never come;
Believe me, the fall is but a lie.
Death has already come and gone;
But pleasure will never disappear.
Volume IV: The Fall[]
The day of the fall will never come. So put your mind at ease. Stay at her side, and enjoy the beauties of life, as you please.
Laugh with mirth, and look at your love, and her smile which never fades. Hold her, dance, and spin with her, every second of every day. Eat some sweets and run in the sun, then watch it descend in the air. Imagine your future, imagine the child that she, for you, will bear.
Cry with joy, cry in the rain, and let your tears mix with those of the sky. The day that you fear will never come, and your tears will someday dry. And when they do, her smile will shine once more upon her face. The rain will return to the sea and the sky, and all will be in its place.
The day of the fall will never come.
Run and chase her to your heart's content, indulge in your joy, and sing. Hold her in your arms and ride into the sunset, and see what love will bring. With nobody waiting and no goal to follow, you ride at your own pace. Gallop full-speed and enjoy the sensation of the wind across your face. Run to the ends of the world without pause. Nothing can break your stride. The sun will always rise again, and the next day will always arrive.
The day of the fall will never come.
And in the dark, in the moon's soft light, her eyes shine brighter than starlight. Count them in the sky, watch the moon wax and wane, and enjoy the tranquility of night. Her grace in the moonlight, it puts to shame the heavenly bodies above. Her crescent smile, her brilliant eyes, they shine with the warmth of love. With hair black as night, and a voice like a nightingale, she whispers in your ear: "I shall always be with you, so stay by my side forevermore, my dear."
The day of the fall will never come. It will definitely never come.
She smiles with a beauty not seen in this world, her gaze both bright and wide.
"That day will never come," she says, "For I am always by your side."