This place is madness. It is bright, and cheerful, it is much like a sugar princess fairy tail in the stories where the poor dragons become the victim...and I despise it. I feel a headache from the song alone. Where are my swords when I need them.
Someone get me a cigar and find me the darkest place. And... I have been torn from my mon amour... My reason for living, my breath, my song. I have been away from her mere moments and it feels like death.