Execution of the butterfly - Christian Hopkins. this image intrigues me, as his wings are made out of dead tree branches, suggesting that his wings are broken or dead. However trees grow back, suggesting that not all is lost,

They ripped me of my wings and forgot I had claws and teeth to rip their throats out. They'll die at my hands, beg me and I still take their souls. The call me devil and my heart might be empty, but I take what is owed and never lie.

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