I told mom and dad
I would come back home.
For that I must.
As long as I find myself first.
But now I’m far away from home.
Now this city has grown in me.
It's streets are my arms and legs.
However Little Wiggins is cold,
so cold it became stone
and with it my heart got petrified.
Although my soul remains free to
enter the reflections of the hidden lake,
so I can travel following
the paths of the stars to
other beloved worlds at last.
Thank you for reading!