Delight the finest hour. Pain will overcome. The times to come and pass. With death in heart. Death in heart. Will you, when the time comes, part? A reflection of my fears. Departure. Despite this, adore the beauty in red. Consider now, where to find the soul of a colour? To help you in the task: ever-on it floweth and as hindered to cease, all will. Nebian hero I am. Curse, fury, all I have, all I need to take it all. From me, in Vainia. Lest I ponder, in pain to fall? LIAR! I AM THE LOWEST. I saw the foliage some three times. No questions arose. Everything was clear...a crystal. NOBILITY. THE GOLDEN ANSWER.