Sors de l'enfance, ami, revéille toi.
Quand vous vous réveillez, tout aura disparu.

Have patience and tolerate others. A life devoid of tolerance deprives the world around you will only sprout ghosts around you. They cannot control your life. Fighting ghosts will only tire and isolate you, because they were never real in the end.

There is a supreme calm in acceptance, but only internally. Question everything around you and accept sincerity cautiously. Scream into your void to release, not to reinforce.

"A city of ghosts...
Beneath a blood-red cloud...
[A] bright, shining monument, reaching out, luring treasure hunters to their doom. An illusion...
A promise that you can change your fortunes. Begin again...
Finding it, though, that's not the hard part. It's letting go."