Give up looking
in the mirror...

The world is crumbling,
life has gone insane...

If I had five minutes
to talk to you...

We are somewhere
between the days before...

In a strange land
the sky was not my own...

I followed the others
to the Women’s Baths...

Standing on familiar soil
I see the echoes...

You came here without a path
your role is to forge one...

As a small child
I made a big promise...

In years to come
when my bones are brittle...

Mystery
The great unknown...

You will find me
between the covers...