Y G G D R A S I L / /

I’ve lost track of how long we’ve drifted, how many lightyears we’ve traveled, how close we’ve come to our end. . .

Guided by your light, and you by mine, we spent eternity chasing after each other across worlds of flora, dust, stone, ocean, and the like.

But finally we’ve arrived. . .

As we draw nearer its body begins to glow and the sweet scent of blossoms fills the air, this is where we were meant to be,

So that our journey can be reborn underneath the World Tree. . .