I may have fallen again. Again. My demons. I let them wake up. To destroy. To consume. They. Have a mind of their own. They lead me astray. This time. No destruction. No revenge. That is on their list. I know their list. They are me. But something else took priority. What is unique about her. There are others. But then. Why her. They are others. Others. Then why her. She asked me why. What am I to say. Without wings. I am a fallen.