If you look into the fire you will see me, sweet cousin. I am the flame and I am the moth. I am drawn to fire in much the same was as the moth. Now you must understand had there not been a hate I may not have caught aflame, but I would not have been that which fate had already destined me too. I’m not good or evil, I’m just part of the world, part of the natural order. You would not love me so if I had not been me, or perhaps worse you might have been destined to fill my place. Whatever happens from here on is no ones fault. People die everyday, you just need to get used to it. Be the hunter not the hunted.
Just an except I wrote, an original.