Kind traveler!
Be not afraid -- I call to you from behind these stones.
If you only knew how long I have waited in darkness, how long I have suffered in solitude..
Would you aid my poor, imprisoned form?
Would you take pity on one who was deprived of human touch?
Would you simply.. hold my hand? It would comfort me so.
You will!! I am overcome with joy. Here.. I will extend my hand as far as I can, but I am tethered deep within this ground. Your hand will need to find mine.
Take my hand in yours, my sweet..
Ernpu guebhtu n gevnathyne ubyr frireny srrg bss gur tebhaq naq srry nebhaq hagvy lbhe svatref svaq zvar, ybir.