To the times where I felt safe and laughed freely.
To the times I was just like them.
To the times I lived.

But now those times, you're just a part of me, for all your pain and joy, now they make up no more than mere chapters drowsed in nostalgia.
And the words linger, so close but hidden and stored in the past.
I'll be like that soon, just like how you were once like me. Soon, we'll all meet together for the final time, accompanied by all our others, as we mark our journey towards the final chapter.
Till then, I'll steadily finish off my turn and join you as we slowly ascend further in time, further into our story and closer to our end.
Thank you for all your sacrifices. But now, now it's about time I make my own....