He is here, now. Sitting on a hill (well, floating, held by the light of his soul), surrounded by fog.
Why is he here? What caused it?
He died, making a sacrifice. Was it the right thing? What would make it right...

He is here, now. Sitting on a hill (well, floating, held by the light of his soul), surrounded by fog.
Why is he here? What caused it?
He died, making a sacrifice. Was it the right thing? What would make it right?
Is that an expression of his freedom, his existence not obeying the normal rules of causality? Or, like some of the Lilin believe, life is a trap from which death does not grant escape?

He is here, now. Sitting on a hill (well, floating, held by the light of his soul), surrounded by fog.
Why is he here? What caused it?
He died, making a sacrifice. Was it the right thing? What would make it right?
Is that an expression of his freedom, his existence not obeying the normal rules of causality? Or, like some of the Lilin believe, life is a trap from which death does not grant escape?

He is here, now. Sitting on a hill (well, floating, held by the light of his soul), surrounded by fog.
Why is he here? What caused it?
He died, making a sacrifice. Was it the right thing? What would make it right?
Is that an expression of his freedom, his existence not obeying the normal rules of causality? Or, like some of the Lilin believe, life is a trap from which death does not grant escape?

He is here, now. Sitting on a hill (well, floating, held by the light of his soul), surrounded by fog.
Why is he here? What caused it?
He died, making a sacrifice. Was it the right thing? What would make it right?
Is that an expression of his freedom, his existence not obeying the normal rules of causality? Or, like some of the Lilin believe, life is a trap from which death does not grant escape?