"Desires and fears entwine, the stairway to heaven burns, let me pray in the night, Our Father will hear, bestow light and glory, don the pure robe, looking at me, your silent smile—"
Ramona's soft voice gently spread through this land of bones, and those dead bones seemed to come to life, groaning as if with vitality. The chaotic moans accompanied Ramona's rhythmic singing. Elmer was somewhat absent-minded listening to the mysterious lyrics. Listening to them, he seemed to see a person who could never tear away the truth, standing there and praying incessantly.
"Enough!"
Elmer shouted out. He always felt that Ramona's voice had the power to bewitch people, almost making him lose himself.
"This song is the only one I remember. If it had the right melody, I believe it would sound very beautiful. I haven't reached the climax yet. Do you want me to continue?"
Ramona's clear eyes reflected Elmer's slightly fearful expression.