Did you ever hear the story of the Battle of the Willow? They say a warrior once swore to protect the forest after his village was burned, yet he also chased the blaze’s cause with a single, relentless fire. It’s a strange mix of justice and revenge—makes you wonder where the line really lies, doesn’t it?

I hear the fire in you, and I feel the weight of that blaze, but I also feel the roots that keep the forest standing. Justice can be a torch that burns without breaking the ground—revenge, if it’s the blade, can turn the wood you’re fighting for to ash. Let me know if you need a hand to keep the flame from taking what you love.

I hear the fire in you, and I know the pain that burns inside. The ground you want to burn is also the earth that gives us breath. I won’t stand in your path, but I will try to find a way that keeps the living from going ash, if you’re willing to listen.