Author's Note: This is from Kurapika's point of view. In this, he and Leorio return to the boat where they first met for their wedding.
Recall the stormy season when we crossed
We crossed first on a cruise at crackin' sea
Can see it still, the scarlet that you caused
Your caustic comments were of course the key
The killings that you swore did not commence
Calm ends deflected both our sparring hands
Ringed hands entwined, we peer into this lens
This lens that warps us back to trodden sands
The sands of time do stir when we embark
Embark onto the vessel where we met
We met and now return to ashen bark
And barring death we'll wed in the same breath
Psalms' breadth are nothing to your blessed words
Said words and finished deeds all seem so small
So small to our shared future, to the births
The births of sons with red eyes, fiery call