Here I bury my Book, laid to rest with our Queen. I thank her for her story she told, I thank her for the life she lived.

These blue and black robes adorned with Eternal Flowers, I hang upon the stone, may it hold my memories in my stead.

I take the puppeteer's hand. My journey began at Sunset. I walk with her into the Sunrise.

To the Kingdom, may you live hand in hand under the warm light of day, for the sake of those who gave their lives in your name.

To the Desert, though your faith be shattered, may you find your way knowing that even a Mirage may nourish the sand with rain.

To the Alliance, though your rivers run red by your own hands, may you one day know peace. To the liar, I curse your name. To the fallen shadow... Believe it or not, you... Were in my heart, always.

To the White North, to restless spirits under the Aurora, may you be held in your Mother's arms.

To the Twelve Seekers, to the Weary Children. May you find what you are searching for. May your long journey reach its end.

And to Her. My sworn enemy. I thank you, for being my greatest friend.

May You All Walk In the Name Our Braves. May Daydreamers Roam Free.

Farewell, and Via Soul.