The Conversation

Latis: Where have all the laughter gone?
Aeoles: It got frozen in the void between their faces.

Gaea: Where do their souls rest?
Hestia: Their souls never rest. There is a perennial quest for salvation and nirvana. Their eyes conspire of dreams far removed from reality and history....... And then they are the teller of stories.

The pharaoh: Who are they?

Latis,Hestia, Aeolos, Gaea (in a chorus) : they are mere mortals, blessed by the divinity in their love.