A uniform world of darkness spread all around me.
How I did get here?
I was carving a starling sculpture in the workshop,
but the chisel on my right hand had disappeared.
My tattered clothes remained on my body,
and a layer of warmth embraced my skin.
"Iori."
I heard a voice calling my name. Who is it?
"Iori."
Light surfaced on the horizon. Where are you?
"Iori!"
My shoulders shook,
and when I blinked,
I found myself in another world.
