From Long Sleep

On a distant shore in the morning undertow, all the ships around awakening. I have not forgotten – even more determined now. I will wake you up from long sleep. When I am King, I will send out my whole fleet. No island unturned, they will bring you home to me. In the fabric of a very long enchantment, will you wake me up from long sleep? You are my reflection, in a world abandoned. I will stitch back up our memory. When I am Queen, I will weave your tapestry on my distant shore, till you find your way to me.