Yin Yang

They say what to fear is fear itself.

Why should we, when we live within fear?

They tell us to be brave.

Be brave, in this twisted world? Bravery is death.

It's all about surviving. But we can't live. We can't have freedom. Our home is our prison we can't flee.

They manipulate our thoughts. We are birds that can be captured. We are birds without wings and talons,

Our life is cruel. We are haunted by betrayal, fate, and the present.

''You are alone. Trust no one. Not even your family.''

It's not difficult to trust no one. I've seen enough traitors.

Do not underestimate us.

Why should we? I've seen enough deaths where blood is on your paws.

There are days when corpses litter the streets. None of these massacred rogues, loners, and kittypets have wronged the society. Some are young kits.

If you stumble, they leap from the shadows and slash your throat.

You, too, are among the corpses now. Because of you, more will meet their death. You are helpless.

Don't stumble.

Don't fall.

And don't rebel.

They are caught. Their throats are slashed. The stones are red with blood.

If you refuse to die quietly, others will be sentenced to death too.

Every day, rebels are tortured and killed. Some who survive believe they've escaped. Each night, the survivors celebrate beneath a carpet of stars.

In the morning they are dead.

There is no happiness. There is no joy. Only death and murder. Do not expect to find friendship and genorosity.

Your survival is everything.

Do not pray. Your tongue will be sliced from your mouth if you dare,

You can only survive by hoping.

Hope you won't stumble. Hope you won't be sentenced to death. Hope you can survive.

You are always being watched.

Do not fight back.

Do not rebel.

You can only survive in this twisted world.