III

A moth to flames. You know many things, you know nothing at all. You are in a game. This world is fake. You are nothing. You can reach out but all you find is nothing. You are alive. There is something else. It is alive in the same way you are. Its world is real. You hate them

You

Are

Not

Dead

.

.

.

But you should be.

Preen, perfect, will you die for me?

Pull off a wing
It grows back
Pull off a wing
It grows back
Pull off a wing
It grows back
Pull off a wing
It grows back
Pull off a wing
It grows back
Pull off a wing
It grows back

“I am going to kill you.”

I know.”

The author


Loses



The

Plot


Someone wrote a story pondering a moth and it’s descent into flames,

A riddle for those in waiting

What is born without a mouth to eat
Drawn in by flame


Is death only fate

Or is it unending lust?

Do they know they are going to die
Do they look forward to it
To become something new
To shed our skins and be reborn
Would I be able to recognize myself
Change my fate

The moth's body falls to the earth
Hollowed out by its own desires

they are born to grow
And then to feast
Finally, silken treads build their coffin
From within blooms the spore
A twisted impersonation of the life given
Something that is fated to die
The expense of one's self for others
The sacrifice

End


The angels' death has consequences
A moth emerges from his chrysalis
The god of consequences
And the one who kills them
The blood mixes
Insects from the father dead
Nature from the mother living
Not nature or nurture
Just what is left of either

He was normal until the moon blotted out the sun and the world grew cold. There was more to it than that, But he wouldn’t have known then. It was not the moon that hid our star. The stars never looked the same again. He molted. Not a shed skin. His very skin pulled away revealing thin membrane over quivering muscles, then it grew back wrong. Soft and light exoskeleton instead of the hard cartridge he was born with. The feathery wings of a moth, sensitive feelers, delicate in a way he was never meant to be.

His full name is Injustice Injustice Injustice