Come with me, my love, Krokan begs. This is no longer a place for us. They still need me. A little bit longer, she replies. Fainter, and fainter, each time more than the last. Their duet continues. He sings for her up from the darkness. Yearning for light. Yearning for her. Krokan sings with all the voices who have come before and Lellia responds with all the voices of those yet to come. But it grows weaker and weaker. Fainter. Soon, the duet is a solo. Come with me, my love, Krokan begs. There is little time left. There is no reply.
