she's got the rainy day laze,
as the sky pours its heart out,
and the sun shies away.
the winds whisper turns to howls,
like the eery mourning of a widow made too young.
dream on, dream on, she breathes...
for the wind will change its whistle,
and the sun will be there tomorrow.
breathe again a little lighter, she echoes,
for the sun will wrap you warm and dry,
and the skies tears,
will be but a shadow,
that can't touch your light.

Apollo once had a daughter who was gifted with words. One day she observed the savages to the west and felt pity for them as they did not know the joy of reading or writing. So she taught them, though it was forbidden. When the gods found out, she was banished from Olympus and instead transformed into the very language the savages used. Her name - Ellemenope, is uttered every time they recite their alphabet.