This Fire that burns, this dream that haunts.
I have done it, though it pained part of me to do so. I have torn away my bonds and have returned to freedom. Returned to what I am meant to be. And in this freedom, there is a new spark, a new inferno that will soon grow.
I return to Montevalno, to tell my father. But I will not linger there for long, just enough time so that those that wish to make the journey with me might join.
If I see it with my own eyes, perhaps it will leave my dreams. Certainly it may become a nightmare for others, but I must ask myself: Do I really care about them, anymore?
I return to Montevalno, to tell my father. But I will not linger there for long, just enough time so that those that wish to make the journey with me might join.
If I see it with my own eyes, perhaps it will leave my dreams. Certainly it may become a nightmare for others, but I must ask myself: Do I really care about them, anymore?