As a child I strolled through a dark forest
The trees where fearsome with all their faces
Faces of long forgotten daemons
I was always searching for something
As I continued my path it became colder and colder
Then when I thought my quest was all lost
A companion came along
For a while we travelled together
We decided to travel on the plains
A storm brew up
There was no chance to shelter from it
Wind was hauling around us
Dark clouds surrounded us
We were no longer capable of seeing each other
When the storm was over I realized that you were gone
I figured you ran back to the forest for shelter
Again I was strolling through the forest
This time I knew where I was searching for
Now I have found your tracks again
Every day I am getting closer to you
I hope you will be my companion again