Queen, queen! Not even the most daring gods will make me leave this Court. I don't know if Dream City needs my presence, but what I need is the air to live. Without your face, your figure, I will not even survive, which will say to live. In the arsenal of goodwill, I seek a device that freezes time. We will then be crystallized at this time. How magical can desire be? How powerful is the will? How powerful is love? These answers only the wisdom of a Sovereign will know. Let us at least try to make the ephemeral an eternity. Impossible? Who knows.