merely a husk“as I stare at my burnt wingsand crawl through the empty world around me,I always see the eyes of those who suffer at the handsof the ones who they were taught to trust.I always knew we were lied to our whole livesand that all that they wanted from us was our bloodbut before, I wanted to be like icarus,escaping my cruel reality, and feeling free.i feel the scars of their souls, and feel the fangs ofthe basilisk.i am merely prey, i am merely fresh meat,my soul is here just to be consumed by an ouroboros.but I refuse to let myself rot, I want to persistto retain what I have, and to keep my soul.either I fight back and sufferor I give up and become nothing”personpersonperson