Solid walls bar contact.
A leaf falls outside.
But it doesn't matter. It can't fall inside.
The floor is wet and red. Red.
Soothing music rips open the walls.
And outside, the leaf falls.

RETRIBUTION, I DEMAND!
Such cannot be, by your hand.
PENANCE, FOR THIS LITTLE SHIT!
Such a law has not been writ.
PUNISHMENT, I COMMAND!
Such cannot be, in this land.
VENGEANCE, THROW HIM IN THE PIT!
Such fury, you have lost your wit.

Cold today.
Fires come upon the skyward lanterns, but ne'er upon the earthbound shore.
What comes of us? But to be sent to the listless... the impregnable... the desirous.
What?

Stars, twinkling in the sky,
Like dust falling through the wind,
The night brings glory to the sun,
As aurora dances into the horizon.

Little black rock. Little black rock.
Why don't you talk? Why don't you talk?
Tell me what's wrong. Tell me what's wrong.
As I sing this song. As I sing this song.

Photostatic.