I spent most of my life encased in stone of no emotion, and haunted by dreams of a woman I had never met. Then a muse descended upon me, shattering my sanity with her voice. We shared the same dreams and realized we had been together in the past, and I learned it was not to be, for the dreams showed my death and rebirth time and time again. Then without warning she was gone, gone again. All that remains is the love I thought was true, the pain of losing her again, the memories of the past life and the knowing it will never end, until one day in a lifetime not yet known, we will be together again, and the muse once more falls upon me.