You are a lonely giant stroking a puppy, saving it from danger.

You are the distance between the sweet taste of chocolate and the disgustingness of sprouts.

You are the memory of lifting a trophy for the first time, that filled my heart with joy.

You are the sound of a lions roar, in the distance you can hear them fighting.

You are a slivery snake, coiling around a lost, lonely boy.

You are the end.