Echos of the shots ring out
We may be the first to fall
Everything could stay the same
Or we can change it all

I think I'm...flying.

The stories about watching the people you love after your own dead...they're true.

I can see everything.

Not only the battlefield and the camps but everything.

When I concentrate I stay at the place I died.

But what I see brings tears in my eyes.

Cara is leaning over my body, crying and screaming.
"Please Malice, please. I love you, I love you too, just please don't leave me..."

It's too late.

I turn away, the scenery tears my heart into pieces.

But just a second before I close my eyes I see...something behind the mountains.

I can't really describe it.

It hurts my eyes.

It's like a light but so much brighter than everything I've ever seen.

It's the sun.

The sun rises over the mountain ridge!

The men on the battlefield turn their heads and star up at the sky, which is filled with fire.

And suddenly, piece by piece, everything around us starts shining.

And again I have to look away because the colours hurt my eyes.

I know they're colours, so much brighter and so much more beautiful than everything I've ever seen, than I've ever imagined them!

I look at Cara, who pulls my motionless body tighter and whispers in my ear, I can't understand the words...

And then the men start kneeling in front of her.

In front of us.

They kneel down because they respect us.

Cara's king kneels.

And my dad is bowing his head.

They honour us.

They honour those who had freed them.

They honour the one who, according to the law, is the rightful queen.

My Cara...

I hear her words:"We could've changed something."

Maybe, my beloved Cara...maybe we did change something.

Maybe we changed everything.