Blackfeather Woods I'm starting to notice a sound

The light seems to brighten with the lies, fire burning hotter. Zephyr sees the truth past it all, the warm summer soul burning under his own bitter flames. Taikon is not meant to be this way — but he is, and there is nothing the wraith can do to change that. Suddenly he feels tired, too tired. He takes a shaky step forward, mind clearing further of the fog blurring his thoughts. I-I need — Rowan. Phillip. Electra. Anyone but you. Dizziness consumes him, tension tightening over his body, and he goes stiff.
And then he collapses into darkness.