Little flame, are you still awake? I don't know anymore. I miss that the most, the simpleness of feeling your heartbeat against my soul. We had such wonder in us once, remember? It was so very long ago, before we knew what we were. Inside all of us is a light, but some beacons are darker than others, and some are so dark they never realize they are a form of light at all. Innocence has no place alongside immortality. You always knew it, but you never cared, did you? You held onto innocence anyways and made it your own. My innocence died the same day we learned what we were supposed to be. You forgave me, even for my errors that day. I don't want you to forgive me for what I did to you in the end, what I am still doing to you now. We still had our innocence in Meridian, but even Meridian is vile now. Ganebra consumed it and destroyed the birthplace of our light and wonder. The madness of Ganebra consumed our world. Memories of everything we lost consume me now.