Her castle was a true vision. Ever changing spires and shifting walls. With every change of view the glass of the windows shattered and spilled onto the ground, falling to dust only to be blown away by the wind.
"Haven't i fallen far enough?" In the mist of his despair he asked. "why do you humans think that life calamities are there to keep you in the dirty ground, why don't you open your eyes and instead see the compass," said tempus.