Does this help, 'lana? Will this teach you...oh, yes, help me back, I've taught you how, please...

Maybe Alanna could teach her how to calm down, how to rest for a moment and enjoy what they have deserved...just to rest, here...

But there is no rest for those who long for more, for better. That prick of discontent drives them; this Delia knew well. Never rest, never lie back and enjoy the peace...the slender, pale girl slowly, languidly, untangled her limbs from the squire's and sat up; her thick hair and green eyes dark in the bright moonlight.

"'Lana...wake up, look, 'Lana..." As she spoke, she leaned over and picked up the rose; cradling the dark flower in her small, pale hands. Delia looked up, looking otherworldly and full of contrasts.

"The rose is blue, Alanna..."