Blue looks to the sky in desperation. He falls in his butt in despair and screams. Everything falls down around him. The battle goes on.

He sobs holding the dust of his former lover. He can't focus. He can't. He had been right there.

He should have saved him. He sobbed and sobbed till it was over. His memories went back to them.

Dust holding him close feeling safe and warm. He remembered the song. He does. The song the music box played to a sleepy blue.

The one where he lived it. He sang the words with his lover. They were happy.

Now there not. Dust is dead while Blue is stuck here.