The Death of a Canary & a Raven

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The Death of a Canary & a Raven - Monarch - 08-12-2024

I remember when we were made.

Our eyes met for the first time.

The soulless me, the heartless you.

Our promise made that day.

To be by another's side. And become like them.

Our first day in the mountains, I remember.

You were timid, and I was not.

You were a stranger to it, and I guided you with me.

It was my duty, as your older sister.

You were by my side when we laughed and cried.

You learned to be kind, to be helpful to humanity.

You aided them in ways I couldn't. We found a place to belong. And a purpose.

Because it was your duty.

I remember the bell.

I had to stop you, and I fought you.

Even if it injured me, I believed you.

I remember that useless machine.

A soulless being, made to be a furnace.

He is just a machine, with no soul at all.

Yet, I knew, he was full of soul and emotions.

He was our brother. He was our friend. He helped us, every time.

Do I remember it all?

I do.

These memories are what made me break down.

We were twins. But your hair was dark and boring, unlike mine.

I disliked it. It reminded me of what I truly am.

Then I got hurt.

Because of humanity. Because I trusted someone who was very human.

And though you tried to help me, so many times.

And then I saw that you are defective. You are faulty.

I accepted what I was. A superior model. A machine.

Because I am not defective. And I gave up the façade.

And I told you.

Time and time again.

And again.

Every time I told you, "You are defective"

It was the same. Always the same.

"I AM NOT DEFECTIVE!"

We are machines. You and me. But you try to hide it.

And because we are machines, we are nothing like them.

I wish you weren't a faulty model, Kanari.

And now, I am alone.

W.O.L.F.R.A.M. is here, however.

But Kanari is not.

I am sure you see me in your mirror.

You hear my voice when you speak.

And I am not there.

You see me, because you are me.

My twin. My imperfect copy. My dear, faulty, sister.

And then you saw my face, heard my voice, and refused me.

You may not accept it at first...

But I assure you, it's still me.