Illusions of Sparta

Have you ever felt the east winds blowing?
Over the sails and the ships, carrying you away to a
Place you most wish you were? to a land of
Illusions or the fields of elsyia? to a dream in which you
Never have to awake from?
Go then, follow the the east wind, to the grey heavens.


Let me show you a field of the dead, all of whom have gone to hades,
Over the mountain passes, beneath the earth's passages, there the
Vacuity of it all can drive one mad. If it were not for a silent
Emotion, if not for the thought of you...