My dark friend
Despite my feathery skin, I don't believe that I'm a bird.
I roamed the rugged frontiers day after day searching for a trail you've dropped somewhere.
A hidden route cannot be crossed by foot, cannot be detected by human eyes.
For years, I've borrowed the eyes of a wicked demon, and the feet of a jaguar within my journey, but my heart weakened.
And I fall in the land of nowhere.
The scavengers ate my remains.
Ask about me princess, I nap inside the belly of all the beasts, and I endure within the appetite of all the lovers.
Despite my feathery skin, I don't believe that I'm a bird.