Master, please come back to us... You cannot save them all.
Master, why must you fill yourself with torment while those you save go without punishment?
Please, just come back, master... We know you are pure, but this is too much.
Listen to us! Just this once, listen to our cries!
I hear them, all of the saved men, women, children, animals. I am the Butterfly's eyes, but I do not need them to know the pain of my brethren, acting as her various senses. It is hurting them, and yet there is nothing I can do but keep watch over her and the Dragon-Soul's home. May Gaea guide them both back, safely...
-A'Aki, The Taleweaver-