I was not there, but I saw it coming. Saw it as if I had been there, but I had not. It felt strange,
To hear, and see this happening. At first, I would cry. At first, I had wept and sung silently to my self.
But then I let go. Then, I saw he found peace; after I had fell short as well.

"A brief candle; both ends burning,"

And his light dimmed before my mismatched eyes. Drug away by an antichrist like beast.
The other watched, this new-born just simply watched. Terrified, like a young boy witnessing its father get murdered at the hands of cruel life. And I had cried.

Then even the new-borns light let dim. The bulb let lose the glow as another formed.
But this one was not clear, though it had been bright. A green energy penetrated his every fiber. Stealing away his last bit of breath. And I had seen it. I had not been there,
but I saw it coming...

"An endless mile; a bus wheel turning,"

And then the next fell, collapsed shortly after the other had. And at the will and mercy of a beast. Ignorant fool. I was there, but not in the same place. And I had known what had happened, But I did not watch it.

With the others trying to get him, and the guard struggling; Then finally beginning to give in and lay still, The new-born fought back. The so called 'Protector' now also at the will and mercy of the beast, as well. But he lived. Waking to just to see death had barely passed him by, but took away the life of two others. What now? Run?

That coward.

I had known of this all, but I still would smile as death tipped its hat and noted me of who was next, and I would also have to follow it soon. But I still kept my smile, as I always did.

"A friend to share the lonesome times, A handshake and a sip of wine,"

And just after a false victory, too. I forgot who was next, but still knew.
But I would never tell. Consumed by this short bliss, I let my childlike happiness allow him to play with me. Lifting me up to the music.
And I repted with a large grin,
"Soooound!"
Then after, went along with my business... The music blinded our eyes from him for a second. and dround our ears from his cries, until it finally stopped.
Then came the screaming, the crying, sobbing and mourning. He left me.

"So say it loud and let it ring We are all a part of everything,"

It chased us. But I did not run for long. I fell behind, and reached out for him and the others. I reached out for my friends, my family. But could not grasp them as I had before the beast. I miss them.

And so, the savior tried, he did, and so did I. I tried to tell him. And the odd thing was;
He belived me. No one ever had listened. But I had always been right. But they never listened at all to me. And I felt sad for them. Not for my self. For them, even as I was captured and stole away. I looked up at the sorrowful faces of the few surviving this, and told them a last time.
"You'll see!"
I yelled out at them. I really did, but only one would go back. With that, I looked the beast in its one eye, and my body fell limp to the earth far below. I went with out a worry. With out a scream, or cry.
I knew what he would do. And I knew that I would not die. Even if my sight went black for a simple minute, or even for days, or months. He would find me. He would find us. I would not be blind for long.

"The future, present and the past,"

Though I could no long see what was happening, for it was black, I knew what would come.
he proud leader, the 'protector', would show his true leader ship for the first time. Show he was not a fool, or just a scared bitter old king. He gave his life for the others. And I would sit alone in the dark. The others where there, I just could not see them; And hummed to my self.
Then it happened. I could hear the light sound of an explosion. And would laugh in such a happy manner. It wouldn't be long now.

I waited for the light to come. And soon, it did. and one by one the dead rose. I proved the others wrong, well, 9 did. He had proved we had not dyed. And I had proved we had been trapped all along. As I come back into the silent world, my eyes quick fell onto the gaze of the savior. I smiled and waved. The twins waved back. Then I lead 8 to his grave, taking my hand in his as if we had been friends when we where more than just faint spirits.

The others emerged. 2 smiled friendly over at the savior, 9, not blaming him for his death.
All was well with him, and 9 was grateful, I think. He did not want 2 to blame him. As if the kind doll would ever.

5 Had same with a bit of guilt. Well, his expression sure did look as if he felt guilty. I have not idea why.
If it was not guilt, perhaps it was sadness. Then he would step beside his mentor, keeping close by his side till he went to find his grave.

And the last, 1, would be released. His eyes showed his normal expression. But he smiled. Patting the now guiding leader on the shoulder. He accepted him. That made me happy, and I kept on smiling at the sight as I had when I was let fee. We turned to the sky, and flew to the Heavens. 5 had trouble leaving his friend behind.
He was sad, I now could tell, not guilty. Just sad. But soon, he went with us into the new world. The world in which we never feel the pain again. Never age, never cry. There, we will watch over the world. The world now slowly coming to life. The Heavens cried in happiness. And the world became damp. Rain. The first sprinkle that would be the beginning of this world. Giving the fault of the empty Earth a new chance to live.

"Fly on proud bird You're free at last."