memories is cold comfort to me. 
  skyrim was like a burning sea. 
  torn cloud like a cheap cloth was like a Lazuline floss 
  
  reminds me of my happy days. 
  alone on the road. 
  reminds me of my happy days. 
  because of that cloud. 
  
  I was happy. 
  Modest but happy. 
  
  my world's something seems to has gone broken.