* Greetings.

* My dear, dear stranger...

* You haven't heard of me. And I don't know you...

* And yet here you are.

* "Inner Voices."

* This game... This game between you and I...

* It consumes my every thought. It pounds on my chest from within, urging to be unleashed.

* Yearning to be real.

* The circumstances... make it hard.

* It's been harder and harder to stay awake. To keep that light shining.

* And it's been glowing dimmer and dimmer for a while.

* And my dream projects further and further away.

* But, stranger... I don't think I can give up.

* I tried.

* Sometimes I wish I could. But I can't.

* I can't promise to make you happy.

* I can't promise to make you sad.

* I can't promise you anything anymore.

* But...

* If you can find it within your heart...

* Promise me you'll come back?

* To read again at these same old words.

* Peek around the same empty pages.

* Maybe one day, I'll have something better waiting for you.

* My dream.

* And we won't be strangers anymore.

* And if these words never change...

* I'm sorry.

* I'm sorry.