Remember that if I were born of the underworld, you were born of flowers. You are the blood the forest feeds upon, and it is you who gave the woods their dark magic. Time doesnt exist, and in another world I never left you. Ive transformed your wounds into a scepter for a queen. The nightcatcher may think that shes had her victory - but your veins are buried in the map of the earth and she can never have you. She thinks she can own the universe because shes enslaved gods and eaten stars, but she couldnt even kill me, living here in her tunnels, because you protected me with your love.
