An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - “There was a time in which the Darkness was tearing my soul apart,one piece at a time,day after day. We can untie the rope around our neck and let the gaze of the child on the tree replace our. Building human bridges to reach together the other shore. Hold my hand my Love,let’s leave behind the old world in flames and let’s dig into the new one. Ancient tales will be told around the campfire and new kings will sit on that throne until a Virgin will give birth again. The Light will prevail over Darkness”