Jonghyun`s POV

Wings that remind of old and brittle branches, wrapped in dark and black leather. But even when they seem so breakable, they are strong, so strong and powerful. They just get ugly from sandy storms, scratching old and now wounds open.

We would moan in pain, showing beastly teeth and the cold floor with sharp claws. Showing everyone how strong we are. We don`t know love. The only things you will see in our eyes are jealously, betrayal and hunger.

We don`t have a father, like these disgusting birds. They are more like pigeons to me. They can fly, but only as far as their lord would allow. And would come back to him, every time after they fulfilled their task. But they are too blind to see their own chains. I only could pity them.

I on the other hand, can fully see my chains. He put them on me. They would cut into my skin, burning me, to control me, making me controllable. Sometimes I wished I were blind, like these pure white pigeons.

Sometimes I wished I could feel love too. But what is love in a world full of hate? Creatures like me are meant to fight, to kill and nothing more. We don`t know how to love, we only know hate in this war. We are soldiers. Stand or die. We decide to stand and fight, fighting for our life, maybe to get the chance for something better and more powerful.

To become something better in hells eye.