I beg of you, save my home

These may be my last words

But know I will always be there, in the catacombs

Waiting for a new story to spin

The sun is coming up

The shadows are growing weak and tired

We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when

Oh I hope we'll meet again some *KSSHT* day~

Goodbye *KSSHT* my l*KSSHT*oves

*KSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHT*

The voice fades out, there's only radio static now. You grasp for a figure in the shadows, maybe curious, maybe desperately wishing to see that mysterious gleam once more, but it's been too long. I'm gone.

This is my official last act. May we meet again someday, Cricket.

Remember the old Kyngdom

Silent Shadow Walker~