Kalion & Erized

The mind is weary
The bones have aged
How much longer must this body strive
Only to survive?
Survive.
For the war-lorn path of a single life with wings stripped and legs broken, remains
Only to survive.
It is the path
From the tiny bird to the majestic tiger
But, rotten with hate have they...
None?
With Pride, Jealousy, Vengeance...
Do they?
These, I do not know.
But, They come.
They come despite the cries.
Defy I will in this world.
For what evils should I let in will let my blood.
Bleed.
What is evil?
What is kindness?
I am not the answer.
I must live my answer.
Stand. I choose.