Take my hand.
Don't slip away.
Look.
Look, down, to the left.
There.
See that swirling mist of darkness
Shadowed by screams of suicide?
See that abyss of despair
from which no one truly departs?
Now look up.
See my hand?
I'm here.
I am the white fire
here to warm your tired heart.
I am the tiger
Who will guide you from your desolate jungle.
I am the one who stands unshaken
Amidst the crash of breaking worlds.
Take my hand and you'll come to the light.
I'm here for you.
Trust me.