The Sun will eventually fall.
When Taiyi sets, the world sinks into eternal darkness.
...But that... perhaps is not purely darkness.
In the sky, a multitude of stars still shine.
The black ocean surges with tides, rising and falling.
Aiwass sits on a giant rock by the shore, gazing into the distance, and Inanna imitates him by sitting beside him.
"One night, I burned all my memories, and since then my dreams have been transparent."
Aiwass softly recites a poem: "One morning... I threw away all my yesterdays, and since then my steps have been light."
"What is this, teacher?"
"This is poetry."
"What is poetry?"
"Poetry is the tears of words."
"Words can shed tears..."
Inanna said somewhat naively, "Can words also bleed?"
After a long silence, Aiwass resolutely said, "Yes.
"—Just a single blood-red word is enough to cut the words; and the words that are cut, entwined on the tongue, become a curse.
