The Woods

Who is he?
Why am I still here?
Why do I not wish to leave him?
I am tired, I do not wish to fight anymore.

Who is she?
Why is she still here?
Why am I helping her this much?
I am done killing. There is no glory. No honor.
I am too old for it.

In an unfamiliar house.

In an unfamiliar place.

With an unfamiliar man.

With an unfamiliar woman.