Welcome home,good hunter.What is it you desire?

Hunters have told me about the church.About the gods,and their love.But...do the gods love their creations?

I am a doll,created by you humans.Would you ever think to love me?

Of course...I do love you.Isn't that is how you've made me?

Farewell,good hunter.May you find your worth in the waking world.

O flora of the moon, of the dream...

O little ones, O fleeting will of the ancients...

Let the hunter be safe, let her find comfort...

And let this dream, her captor... foretell a pleasant awakening...

Be one day... a fond, distant memory...