The Sea Cries With Its Meaningless Voice,

So We Found The End Of Our Journey. So We Stood, Alive In The River Of Light, Among The Creatures Of Light, Creatures Of Light.

The Wolf Is Living For The Earth.

There Is No Better Way To Know Us Than As Two Wolves, Come Separately To A Wood.

Haven’t You Heard Of The Music Of The Spheres?” Asked The Dragon. “it’s The Music That Space Makes To Itself. All The Spirits Inside All The Stars Are Singing. I’m A Star Spirit. I Sing Too. The Music Of The Spheres Is What Makes Space So Peaceful.

I Shall Also Take You Forth And Carve Our Names Together In A Yew Tree, Haloed With Stars.