Never forget where you come from, said some.

Nor where you will leave, echo others.

Neither North nor West speaks words of truth.

Not one knows a lie.

Never forget the cracks in the wall.

Nor the broken stars in the sky.

No one remembers the start of their life, only tales whispered from those above.

Not even the stars whisper their secrets.

Never North, never West; lies and truth become so convoluted there is no remembering what really came before.

Never forget who you are, as it is the only thing you have.