Free

They call you clone, worthless, impure. They call you useless, and unnecessary; a product of favoritism and nothing more.
Not needed. Not wanted.
They bind you and name you thief, then cast you aside like a broken toy they have no more use for.
They push you down until you cannot breathe, and you suffocate in the dark alone.

One day, these chains will be broken.
One day, you will be set free, and then they will see you fly...


Two depressingly dark pics in one day. That's gotta be a new record for me...

I just, I need to get out some...feelings. I'll draw something happier to put up later, promise..


Kid Icarus (C) Nintendo
Art is mine