Dear readers, I dedicate this poignant song by Dream Theater to you which seems to be inspired by the sad love story between Erfea and Miriel. In particular, these melancholy words that I transcribe are suitable for describing their unhappy story.
“But he’s the sort who can’t know
anyone intimately, least of all a
woman. He doesn’t know what a woman
is. He wants you for a possession,
something to look at like a painting or an ivory box.
Something to own and to display. He doesn’t want you to be real,
or to think or to live. He doesn’t love you, but I love you.
I want you to have your own thoughts and ideas and
feelings, even when
I hold you in my arms. It’s our last chance… It’s our