I hereby inscribe! Oh wolf of ice, ender of things, lend me your breath. Freeze them to a silence deeper than death. Even the prosperous inevitably decay, for that is the law of the world. It is an inescapable fate established by God. As water runs from high to low, take away all life. Show me a world standing still as though time itself had frozen. Show me indestructible, eternal beauty, the zenith. I reject understanding. I seek only perfection. How despicable! Life gathers, undulating, reeking, displaying the horrors of its procreation. I will not accept it. I will not understand it. I long for a scenery of pure white. I long for a beautiful world of death. I long for a world where all grotesque creatures are buried and closed off. I long for everything to stop. Stop. Stop. Cocytus!