その女は壊れていた。
最愛の子を失い、己の心を失い、
真に愛するものならば口にできる、
という狂気の矛盾を抱えていた。

しかし最期まで。
飢餓に陥り、痩せ細り、命の灯さえ消えるその時まで。
意思を練る力さえ尽きたはずの道化は、自らの闇に呑まれることに抗し続けた。

人知れず消えたその女の魂の輝きを、
ただ一人、血に濡れた武人だけが見出していた。

The woman was broken.
She lost her beloved child, and so lost her sanity, leaving her stuck in an mad contradiction that allowed her only to eat the things she truly loved.

Yet until the very end...even when she was on the brink of starvation, reduced to nothingness, and her life's light was about to extinguish... Truly, the clown must not have had the strength to maintain her morality, yet she continued to resist being engulfed by her own darkness.

Only the blood-soaked warrior saw the brilliance in the soul of the woman who vanished, unnoticed.