Outside the Frostfire Fountain, the robotic horse chases stars, longing for you, swiftly returning home.
Beside the Prism Spring, Mystronic waits quietly, the endless wind and moon, all captured within the box.
Inside the Cosmic Workshop, myriad machines shine brilliantly, the sound of metal and stone moves, with bells and drums as music.
Having obtained all three, I ask the heavens a question, with the cosmic shift, my heart remains unchanged.