[Part VII] The Reason

His feet land on the ground, lightly, softly, without making a sound. The hilltop is silent, as it always is, only the swish of his wings cascade softly through the still night air.

"Sigh, how did it ever become this way? I've made myself a coffin, to lay down beside you, upon this hilltop... But there was once, when we were happy. We were together. But it had to end. They took it away from us. But now, I'm the only one left to remember. I feel the burden of denial. The denial that we are over, that we have left the world. It seems that day was merely a dream. Maybe I was dreaming...

I wish I could answer that. But I cannot. It hurts, endlessly. And... you're not here to stop it. It has been a few years since you've gone. I've felt so alone. The world and it's unending misery-politics just brings me...

Why?! Why did you have to go? No... it was I. I couldn't protect you, then. I am now paying the price. But it seems I have inherited a pain for many. Is there a world where there is no pain? Perhaps it is a subjective thing. Perhaps it is just a perception. This is a perception which i can...purge.

Yes...I shall.

I still remember those days we spent in the house. We used to listen to the sounds of the owls at night. We used to listen to the fawn playing in the grass. We used to hear the fish swimming delightfully in their gardens of water. We used to walk through the forest, while looking for newly formed buds in the spring. I just cannot believe it had to end. This... horrid pain I feel. It consumes me. Our dear Alicia, I had to let her go. My hatred would have destroyed her. She is now with better people.

For the rest of the world, their chatter bemuses me. I seek vengeance upon this pain. I shall relish as the cries of man present its last words. I shall silence them, so that pain never has it's glory. I shall stir a bittersweet cocktail of reality. But there shall not be any pain. It exists only to hurt. Silence is the only cure..."

His wings gave a great heave and he took to the sky. Like an archangel he soared until he was no longer visible, way above the clouds. Perhaps, there was a silent scream inside this dark avenger that could save the world - that could save himself.