Paradise Regained

The sleigh, empty of its precious gifts, glides quickly towards the future.

Forward with heads bowed
The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,
The southward aye we fled.

Beneath the ice the answers lie—for them, for her, for you.

Come on, keep up—don't lag behind.

Dear betrayer, have you claimed the gold you were promised?

Let's just be grateful that there are no traffic police in Antarctica.

No, not a coronal mass ejection—just an unexpected firework.

We hope someone found joy in the ride, even if just for a moment.

The introspective wields the blade of defiance, while the defiant veils herself in introspection.

Instinct, faith, and a turn of fate—that's all it takes to succeed.

It's always darkest before the dawn.

All is prepared. We are but a single step from a successful experiment.

Down, down, descend the stair,
Step down, I say, to the devil's lair.

They shared it all—warmth in cold, cool in heat. But now, there is something she holds alone.

The mad often speak the truth.

I strain my eyes into the abyss, but darkness is all I see.

All she wants, is to stand in the light forever

Goodbye, Máhtu.

Poor soul, so eager for salvation—where will you go now?

Go and seek the Golden Fleece. In the land of endless peace.

Blood and tears become one, as she weeps in the dark.

When, with blood, the disordered threads are soothed, fate shall reclaim what was once eschewed.

The flood of time will take us all, but pray, let me find my own stream.

Go to the other ferry, back to the mouth of the River Tiber.

On the never-ending relentless march through time, the future will come again.