*sigh*

Young girl, you have a goal, I can feel it. Open your eyes! Look around!This place is a ruin and stone guardians have lost their song. Your meeting with one of them was close to kill you.

The... The golem...

And this life's lesson... Disturbed you. Go away, meet him again and you'll be paralized by fear.

Life is a natural selection. Weaks die, strongs lives. It's not only a matter of strength. A weak creature but strong minded, can be stronger than a piece of muscles. Humans gave exemple.

If you want to live and reach the door of your goal, adaptation is the key. Or like inferior species, you'll die.

Ho-How do you know for the golem?

Your wounds. This gardian has broken your body and your spirit. He has put a mark on your soul.

You are a birdie whose think he knows how to fly. Appearances are fooling again... When the civilisation mask goes down, the life is seen like she is, suddenly the birdie doesn't know how to fly and forget the basic of the life...

Basic?