they claw at her to come back.
each step she shall take.
shall forever hold misfortune.
the sky is far too cloudy to see the north star.
home is but a falsehood that she must accept.
was there ever such a thing as home.
home is where her heart lays.
but alas her heart is still stuck with ones clawing at her ankles to return
they maim her feigning auspicious intent.
in hopes that she will endow them with her black blood.
