InsaneJournal

Has the war of the beasts brought about the world’s end? No, it is not so, for my soul knows no rest.

Your pup has done you proud, my love. If only my body weren’t so damn stubborn, I would be with you in the Lifestream even now, by his hand.

My friend, the fates are cruel.

We should have died as we lived: together, half-winged monsters clinging desperately to pride.

Flightless, prideless, I dream of the morrow.

My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber

I hold in my hand a single feather from your wing, white and as yet unbroken. It is the only thing that is real anymore. You would have saved the world from the likes of us, from the shame our existence brings.

Your honor now keeps me alive. I have seen Her, and while I long only to rest with you, I know my work is not yet done.

Neither is yours.

My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess

We were supposed to die together, Angeal. There is no pain at this thought. No anger. I feel nothing, now. I feel…tired.

They say that all are reunited through the Lifestream. Some day, I will see you again. Surely my work here cannot last forever. No man can owe that great a debt to the Planet…can he?

You would accept such a fate without question.

In your memory, how can I do any less?

Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

Surely not forever?

Would you wait that long, for me?