Never since that fateful day years ago
Have I seen my image… my reflection…
I have heard it said that the dark creatures
Have no reflection as they have no soul.
How is that so!? They do not understand
That we have souls even in the darkness.
My heart can still beat after all these years,
Whether due to my deep, unspoken fears,
Whether in remorse for all I have done,
Or whether in the feelings of concern…
Concern for my brethren, or for Sarah.
When will they come to understand the truth?
When will they learn that a soul is a soul,
Even if it is hidden in shadows?