Gone. All...gone....
Still trees...upon the...sand. The forest...yet...lives.
I bade the others...leave, but...I must...stay. No more...may the master...of the forest...abandon his trees...than a...Seraphim Lord...could abandon his...people....
A Daeva...of Destiny....
They will...revive dying forests...and...parched land. All Elim...will lend their...strength....