This... what is this? A metal case, wedged between the rocks and camouflaged with mud. Isn't it just fascinating? Impossible things, happening at the most impossible moments! Lysander crawling out of my throat to sing his songs on this plateau! Me, starting to lose my goddamn mind! Me, not even being sure if I can make a single real decision! This stupid, metal thorn stuck in the side of such a peaceful goodbye! And that damned case... Already deformed from being slammed against the sharp rocks and logs... Cannot withstand your final, furious blow. It breaks open in mid-air... Spilling its contents everywhere... As it tumbles a few times... And crashes to the ground.
