Hecatia

Where she walked, the barren soil remembered green. Where she wept, the hollow places became ocean. The Noma call her the first mother, though she bears no children—only the endless weight of a world born from sorrow. The rivers still run with her grief.

歩みの跡に不毛は緑を思い出し、涙の落ちた虚無は海となった。子を成さねど最初の母と呼ばれる者。星は哀しみより生まれ、その重みは今も彼女が負う。川は今も嘆きを運ぶ。