From Changeling Venue

The Past

Nightmare

Just beyond the Hedge lies Endless Twilight
For it is an Hour that never ends
The domain of a god manifested of shadow and deceitful tongues
With eyes that pierce into the darkness of the night
That pierce into the darkness of the soul
His body seems to dissolve like smoke
Burning, blurring his form as if being were something denied to him

Promise

The hope of a promise, of a service granted.
A year and a day, a promise kept.
A year and a day, the broken heart wept.

The Present

Lilium Saint

The mouth of the just shall meditate wisdom,
And his tongue shall speak judgment.
Blessed is the man who endures temptation,
For when he has been tried,
He shall receive the crown of life.
O Lord, fountain of goodness
O Lord, o Divine Fire, have mercy!
O how sacred, how fair,
How kind, how delightful
The maiden is believed to be.
O how sacred, how fair,
How kind, how delightful,
O lily of chastity
~ Kayo Konishi

The Future