There is no mortality for those who have accepted me as their muse. I arrived, can you feel me? Honey drips from my lips, tar from my heart, I smell of unfinished memories, passion and sorrow. I will study you with two touches and three breaths and turn you to ashes. I am inevitable, you will soon realize that you live for this to happen to you. It won't hurt much, I promise. Only an eternity.
