Unfortunately,
I have been meaning to contact you. These days the roads have not been safe. Cold wind finds me at the door post and I believe I am lost. What? Why do you ask such a silly question? I'm you of course...who else would I be. The notation that I do not look like you, but have wings should not beckon consequence. I only serve you, and no other...why else would I come to you. The rain is coming, and it heeds to no man want or prejudice. I am here to recuse you...come under my umbrella...please come into me, or allow me in...WHY NOT!!! THOSE ARE WINGS NOT HORNS!!! VODEUS DE MARTA UNESTA HUME!!!! YOU WILL BE MINE!!! HE CANNOT SAVE YOU!!!
Me: I know he can't...because I choose my own path, and its not you...you have no power over me dark prince...look over me and be shamed, I am the emperor of my destiny. You bow before me. You do not exist.