• Those are called flowers, witless one.










  • Ｉ　ｗａｓ　ｂｏｒｎ　ｍｅｒｅ　ｍｏｍｅｎｔｓ　ａｇｏ．

    Ｊｕｓｔ　ｎｏｗ，　Ｉ　ｗａｓ　ｐｏｎｄｅｒｉｎｇ　ｗｈａｔ　Ｉ　ｓｈｏｕｌｄ　ｌｉｖｅ　ａｓ，ａｎｄ　ｈｏｗ　Ｉ　
    ａｍ　ｔｏ　ｌｉｖｅ．






  • (You could play along, for once.)

    Now, answer me, are you Oberon?








  • Ｒｅｇａｒｄｌｅｓｓ　ｏｆ　ｍｙ　ｓｔｒｕｇｇｌｅｓ
    ｔｏ　ｌｉｖｅ，　ｔｈｏｓｅ　ｗｈｏ　ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒｅｄ
    ｍｅ　ａｎｄ　ｍｙ　ｎａｍｅ，　ａｎｄ　ｍｙ　ｍｅｍｏｒｉｅｓ
    ｏｆ　ｔｈｅｍ，　ｔｈｅｙ　ｗｏｕｌｄ ｆａｄｅ
    ｉｎ　ｔｈｅ　ｅｎｄ．．．

    Ｌｅａｖｉｎｇ　ｎｏ　ｔｒａｃｅ　ｂｅｈｉｎｄ，
    ａｓ　ｉｆ　ｔｈｅｙ　ｈａｄ　ｎｅｖｅｒ　ｂｅｅｎ．







  • Ｉｆ　Ｉ　ｅａｒｎｅｄ　ａ　ｎａｍｅ，
    ｗｉｌｌ　Ｉ　ｒｅｃｅｉｖｅ
    ｙｏｕｒ　ｌｏｖｅ　ａｎｄ　ｈａｔｅ？
    Ｗｉｌｌ　ｙｏｕ　ｒｅｍｅｍｂｅｒ　ｍｅ
    ｂｙ　ｔｈａｔ　ｎａｍｅ，
    ａｓ　ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ　ｙｏｕ　ｈａｄ　ｃａｒｅｄ　ｆｏｒ？








  • Ｔｈｅｎ　ｙｅｓ，　Ｉ　ａｍ　ｔｈｅ　Ｏｂｅｒｏｎ　ｙｏｕ　ｓｅｅｋ．