"I've always wondered what it would be like,
Standing in the doorway to the other world-
Would it steal my breath from me?
Would it be a chill like death?
Or would it be a silence so loud it'd be deafening?

I fear greatly the chasm that lies before me,
A yawning maw that deepens my sorrow.
So instead I feed it my memories, one by one.
My first love, my first bitterness.
And of all the things I could recall - my first escape.
And where I met you, of all things.
In a place I could not imagine, in a time I can no longer remember."