I walk alone in the forest... It helps me hide my solace... I walk alone
in the wood... Sometimes misunderstood... I see you in on the plains...
I see you in the rain... So why do you hide... When your so alive... How
can these things be... I suppose it must be me... I'll continue on as a
friend... Because friendship never ends...:)

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Phaestian, in the year 311 AF.