I wonder how it takes you, that moment when everything turns to shadows.

Wake the sleeper must, and confront his fears, or risk being lost in the dark places of the mind forever.

There is no good or evil, save in the way you see the world. There is no dark or light save in your own.

But there is one thing you must remember, if you forget all else. There is no good or evil, save in the way you see the world. There is no dark or light save in your own vision. All changes in the blink of an eyelid; yet all remains the same.