I am Isarra. I am Lyrithya. I am the memory of Athyria. I am what happened when a deathgod went mad.
I'm sorry. I know I've got a problem. I know I'm... And I'm so sorry. And all this time I've wanted to fix it, and I can't, and I try. I try. But my thoughts, they leave my head, and ideas change. And I'd forgotten you, and I'm so sorry.