I killed the monster
that took over my brother
his blood is splattered on my wings.
But in doing so I touched the venomous
evil running through its veins.
My hand is starting to change as I speak.
I will not turn into the murdering beast he was.
I will not have my brothers carry the burden
of my death on their conscience.
I still grip this mighty sword in my hand.
I will take my own life so that others can live.
Kimber Michaela 2012