Sky: Children of the Light

Wearing a cape woven from faint light, We meet at the border between the sea of clouds and solitude. No need for names, nor boisterous calls, Just a single flame can ignite each other's presence. We once flew hand-in-hand across the desert of the Daylight Prairie, And huddled by the fire for warmth under the roofs of the Rainy Forest. Though the shadows of Darkness attack us on the path ahead, The warmth in our palms always dispels the cold of the dark. This is a journey destined for farewells, We will eventually offer all our light amidst the debris in the eye of the storm. But do not be sad about this, For at the end where the rivers of stars reunite, we will soar again.