You Have To Be Afraid For It

Ice Is For Death And Endings.

It Was Different, Though, Knowing Something In Your Thoughts And Then Hearing It Confirmed, Made Real, Planted In The World Like A Tree

How We Remember Changes How We Have Lived. Time Runs Both Ways. We Make Stories Of Our Lives.

When I'm All Grown Up, Come What May, I'll Build A Boat To Carry Me Away

What Mortal Knew The Way Their Fate Line Would Run?