"You came to me like a thunderstorm; unbelievable, unpredictable, unexpected.
Yet, when your winds stilled and the rain ceased, what I found
was the comforting warmth of the Sun in the strands of your hair.
But, like a thunderstorm,
as quickly as you'd arrived,
The soil forgets the downpour, your footsteps fade away,
and the skies no longer roar with the sound of your voice.
Soon, it shall be as if you've never been here at all.
And still my heart and soul
refuse to forget the color of your eyes;
Red, before the door closed."
- "Elegy to G'raha Tia", found by the Crystal Tower, author unknown