"In some ways I remember everything about you. The black waves and curls that made your hair the sea at night. Your eyeglasses framing the canvas of your delicate face. But mostly, I remember the sound of your voice, but only when I dream. And I wake up missing, everytime you'd say my name, because it made me feel the most loved of any word a language could make up.
Only now I can't dream anymore, and because of that I try to remember your voice as the Northern Wind flies past me through the Rolling Trees. I close my eyes and try not to forget your face, as I open them near the Silent Shores towards the Fiery Skies, all I am reminded of are your eyes. That beautiful brown that burned like embers under the Brightest Moon. And that's how I'll try to remember you.
If I should ever forget you, the sound of your voice when you laughed, or the beauty in your heart I hope I'll remember you when a Northern Wind passes by. That will surely make me feel alive again."
-Tales from A Boundless River
