[A poem for Aster.]

[Astra]

Memory
Hypatia Komitou

Time passes, dreams fade.
The shape of the world slips away.
Memory's lost and history breaks,
Ash erodes the statue's face.

Dreams fade and history dies.
Izmu's percipient eyes are blind.
All that we are fades formless in vain,
Gellema smiles and bides her time.