Title: Thoughts of Comfort
(Yme reaches up into the sky as if to touch her vision of overlapping paths and the radiance of Botaram.)
Yme: Could any Path to Botaram be called perfect if it did not include strife, self-doubt, challenges that test one’s soul? These thoughts comfort me as I walk forward unarmed, to discover what the world has sent me to overcome...
(Yme strides forward past the distant mountains and cliffs into the unknown ahead.)
