On the island of Iuno

I found an eternally moonlit forest,

With branches waving at the stars.

On the island Mysa

I witnessed a roar of raging eagles,

The sky-glider t it again.

On the island of sol

I hear the wind creeping round the mountains

Like a monster lurking.

On the island of Nava

I felt the sand against my legs,

The sand was like gold.

On the island of Pomia

I explored a castle,

A dust-catcher hung on its wall with a sharpe blade.