They pegged him as a monster, he was dressed in black
'He ate their hearts'
Leaving them but a puppet, strings cut, and left dangling

A breathless whisper
'spread yowling across the rooftops and out to sea'
And 'Sophie hobbled out to get along it to' to live as proof to the lie

'Its masts were beating back and forth'
At odds in proper society, but ultimately felt her heartbeat within Howls contract
A heart that had been like his for so long, bleached
'holding up the trailing blue and silver ends' he collected her
Uncertain, after all fairytales were not crafted out of misdeeds

If angels wings tipped into the oceans forever
While soldiers march in everlasting ranks to fight in imaginary wars
Then Howl could be sincere
'as the million soft echoes died' in her
She finally believed.