The cry of these wings...

I feel their hate...
I feel their urge..
These things I were born with..
These things..
These wings of darkness..
Although they are white...
They are as dark as my own body....
Because of these I am hunted...
I am running..
Once again..
Never peace for me..
Never solitude..
This curse I am living with...
They broke them again...
Hurting them...
Throwing stones again..
And fire..the dreadful fire once again..
I cannot....
I don't want to....
Her thougths train forwards like the usual mill of mindless sheep...
She stumbles bruises herself on brushes and rocks plummeting after her..
She does not care anymore...
She only wanted to live..?.
Is that such a selfish request it cannot be done...?
Why, oh, why Selûne did you place this curse of wings upon me...?
Was I not thee faithful...?
Was I not what you wanted me to be...?
If the goddess at all listened...
She gave no sign of it...
She runs on..
More slowly now..
Her body weak...
Bleeding...
Broken...
Suddenly she is surrounded...
By mankind once again...
Her wings stiffen...
Making her gasp in pain...
Straining her wings..
Her wings...
With a mind of their own try to lift the frail body they are attached to...
Bloody...
Frail...
Human...
The wings are in panic like frency....
Causing her to fall to her knees..
Praying..
Wishing to end this life..
Mankind around her...
Looks upon the form in front of them...
Wondering how many times have they killed these people...?
Wondering if it's true what they are told...
That the hate of the wings..
Drives these people to become murdering savages...
How can she..
Be..a murder...?
Bleeding..
Twisted...
Broken..
Frail...
At last the call of the wings break trough to the goddess...
Filling the bleeding, twisted, broken, frail human form with silvery light..
Lifting her up...
Taking her up...
Healing her...
Making her..
Stronger..
As she falls down..
The light's gone again...
She stands there with head down...
Breathing heavily...
The wings whole again..
Outstretched...
With two strokes of the wings..
Like soft heartbeats..
She lifts of the ground..
Into the night...
Into the light of Selûne....
All that is left..
Blood...
Feathers..
And tears..
Tears of a goddess..

-Mybrokenwings