Jasmine's p.o.v

The tide is surely rough. It must be a sign of the times.

You don't feel strong or as tough as nails anymore. It

must be a sign of the times. Slowly but gradually, we

are coming down from cloud nine. It must be a sign

of the times. You are a ghost wandering through

these palace walls. Your sweet aroma, your sweet

spirit, penetrates my memory banks. I am speechless

in this world of silence and lost innocence. Maybe I am

amazed by you. I can't break the ice because I have lost

my voice. Clarity serenity, and wisdom await me on the

other side. This temporary paradise, the kingdom of Heaven,

reopens my eyes and heart.