Yeah

"Wait..." He spoke to himself. Waiting patiently. As he watched blood tremble down the corners of his mouth. And smiles to himself. He wanted to feel something. As he watched the crimson substance drip down to the floor - he dropped half of his body down the bath head first. seconds later he gasped loudly at what he noticed shockingly. The substance covered almost the whole entire bath that he was closely facing. It poured out silently and un expectingly. Shocked at what he saw he couldn't help it...damn that curse...he was is in.

He pulled himself closer almost to the point where he could land all the way and started to gag up all the blood. Pounds and pounds. "Dammit..." He clenched tightly to the edges of the bath. Where he covered the edge with his bloody hands. And coughed till his head started to soar badly. His heart ached badly too. He pressed his bloody hand over his heart tightly and decided to loose grip and drop down.

He stared silently up at the ceiling and back down to the place he was in which what looked like a river of blood. "Oh sophie...I want to feel you near me right here next to me" he whispered "I can't pretend I feel the same" he adds and waited till the feathers would burn out already.

He almost screamed at the pain he was in. The feathers burning out of his body ripping his shirt and tearing through his jacket. He irked with pain. Tightly closing his eyes and took in the pain. He moaned and groaned till he couldn't breathe. The pain was way too much for him. "Sophie...." He pictured her face. He felt the scent of her surrounding him un like this iron Smell. The smell was too heavy almost like a mist of it surrounding room. Not only that but the fact that he had this distasteful taste in his mouth. Though he seemed to be used to it slowly.

He gasped at the climax he was in. Almost like he was done but he knew he wasn't. Hot burning tears trembled down his face where the only red substance covered was around his mouth. He sobbed quietly. "It's okay...." He had hope whenever he thought of his true love.

Something cracked up at the ceiling his icy blue cold eyes were starring at. It seemed like a hole was forming and this golden sunset shine was glowing lighter and brighter. It seemed to radiate his hot temperature body. It heated up the blood surrounding him. He seemed to put an end to his tears and stared shocking at the light. "Damn that witch..." He despised the curse he was in.

At this point he was in the state that wasn't so bad and he felt thankful for that - he turned out to be the state he usually is in after he comes back from war. Not that serious.

He noticed the red and the pink clouds in the sky, surrounded by flames and bombs. He smirked. And he tend to get up to see that light that hope. His jewelry shingled as he got up to see his reflection. His hair seemed to be brown brunette from sweat and his hair was soaked with blood. As he watched thousands of drips dropping into the tub. His blue feathers soaked in blood too. "I dont want to sleep...cause at this state i wont wake up". And he stared up at the light. "There's no comfort in war....I find that hard to believe..." He whispered gently. And smiled helplessly. "Sophie leave me to heal on my own....you shameless mind id love to kiss and comfort every night". And raised his arms half way and raised up to soar.

He soared through the wide gap and flew off to fight away. And all that was left behind in the bloody scene was a feather that fell to land on the blood he choked out. The walls and floors were filled with this substance. Though the reflection he was glaring at spelled out 'Sophie' with blood. But he felt hope and freedom. He - as a wizard is not only a wise man but he keeps coming. This song will tell you that it's alright. And that you should never live life with a broke mind even when others bring an open mouth to cut you down and to let you drown. Keep fighting till the light dies and don't go gently to the night cause you know that you are surrounded in hell your the bright one lightening up the scene while everyone else is the black surrounding you trying to put you down. The sun is burning in a dead sky. But keep on running keep on coming on. And yes NOW it's YOU who's gonna write another song...not me no....not this time.

~ Howl Jenkins Pendragon