他隨手將劍插在身旁的屍體上，這具無頭屍體的主人正是之前冒險者的首領。
他們遭到了一場極其恐怖的襲擊。
一個人的襲擊。
一個無論怎麼用源石技藝轟炸，怎麼用箭矢射擊，怎麼用刀砍，用斧剁，都不會倒下之人的襲擊。
唯一活著的那人正是切斯隆-萊斯利索，他從屍堆中爬起，他從火光中走出，他望著朦朧的月色，大腦一片空白。
他不記得任何事情了，他不記得這些人是怎麼死的，他也不記得自己為什麼要殺人，他甚至忘記了自己是誰，他唯一記得……
自己是一名歌者。
“Today when persimmons ripen
Today when fox-kits e out of their den into snow
Today when the spotted egg releases its wren song
Today when the maple sets down its red leaves
Today when windows keep their promise to open
Today when fire keeps its promise to warm
Today when someone you love has died
or someone you never met has died
Today when someone you love has been born
or someone you will not meet has been born
Today when rain leaps to the waiting of roots in their dryness
Today when starlight bends to the roofs of the hungry and tired
Today when someos long inside his last sorrow
Today when someoeps into the heat of her first embrace
Today, let this light bless you
With these friends let it bless you
With snow-st and lavender bless you
Let the vow of this day keep itself wildly and wholly
Spoken and silent, surprise you inside your ears
Sleeping and waking, unfold itself inside your eyes
Let its fieress and tenderness hold you
”syad ruoy lla ni desiugsidnu eb ssentsav sti teL
——噗
”？嗎了睡，香迭迷“
……
”。的是來看“
”……但，眠助不並它，事故個這聽該不你……實其“
”。誤有考思的我來看“
”。夢好個做，了安晚“
