The void stares back.
Despite the distance between you, it stares back, and always will.
It catches your gaze, wandering across the mysterious river.
It catches your gaze.
And keeps it.
...His other half?
No...
The void was torn from what it was...
Colors blended, twisted into darkness...
The darkness that lurks within everything,
Bright and almost seen...
...yet never crossed that point...
We'll never know who you are.
But we know you, void.
We know you are with us...
We don't know what your presence brings...
Are you our blessing, or our downfall?
The void is everywhere.
It is in the river that confines us,
The mossy stones that try to let us pass,
But they are as treacherous as ever,
And we will fall before you.
Where will you take us?