There is always a mountain beyond a mountain, a sky beyond the sky.
Those are words used to describe the fact that no matter what kind of talent you have, no matter how hard you work, and no matter how lucky you can be, there's always someone who is capable of surpassing your results.
'I was always the sky beyond the sky… no, I still am…' those thoughts appear in Lyria's mind as she gradually slips into unconsciousness; her eyes, filled with nothing but hatred and jealousy, are still directed at the lady who brought her to such a state, almost as if she refuses to be surpassed by her.
In her mind, it is always only right for her to think so, with her being the daughter of one of the most, if not the most influential authority among the vampires, the Bloodstar Duchess, born with an overwhelming talent not paling in comparison to the Princess of the Night, all she has to do is ask for it and everyone will be clamoring to accomplish what she asked for.
