Themes of more self-deprecation because this guy's self esteem is none existent, death, implied sewer cider, hallucinations and grief :: Breathe... keep breathing... I can't do this alone... :: Merlincrown was dead, gone, perished away Merlin. His brother was gone Like Jackdawear Like Kiteinferno When will he be next? :: Sing a song... a song to keep us warm... :: Kiteinferno died because of wolves on his exploration Jackdawear died because of starvation Merlincrown died because of yet another wolf Every death could've been prevented So why did no one prevent any of their deaths? :: There's such a chill... a chill.... :: Who was next? Sorastar? He was elderly. No one lives forever Buzzardignite? He had a tendency to fight predators Vultureslaughter? That was out of the question. Will you be alone? :: And you can laugh.... a spineless laugh... :: You have no one. You barely talk to Harrierflight. You barely love Memoryear. You barely understand yourself. You are alone, truly and fully. :: We hope your rules and wisdom choke you......! :: Scozzie felt a sensation. Not in his body, but his mind. He was unraveling. He saw a cliff in his mind. Or was it real? He lunged. The water rushed up to meet him, the weight of his body crashing into the unyielding tides. And he cried. Tears vanished into the ocean brine. He couldn't see. He wanted to be alone. Alone. Alone. No one understood him. Not even himself. :: Now we are one in everlasting peace... :: Ospreyscorch watched Scorchedshatter drown in the ocean. It wasn't real, obviously. That little warrior was making a fool out of himself. The molly stood on the cliff, watching the other bobbed on the surface, gasping for air. Oh how little did he know. :: We hope... that you choke... that you choke...:: :: We hope... that you choke... that you choke...::
