Splitting doors and crashing walls

Create a path to a place that few can venture to

Heavenly hosts emerge

Carrying red pillows to welcome a new life.

 

The mood is set

People and nymphs gather

With nature singing and praising

The day goes on

 

Marshmallow clouds fill the sky

Forging a bond between the eternal plains

The fields and the doors merge

Leaving the observer in an empty room once more.