Evil and good linked forever

Tis the morning of joy, whereeth aboutith hasith he gone to? Life would not be the same without him. Tis the time of joy and love and hate, The moon is out of nowhere. I see demons flying around. the stars are blowing up. I see a castle burning to the ground. Should i run or hide?? I run through the wood, i come to a little shack. Tis is where i see a boy, with wings. He takes me to his home. He sings me to sleep. I wake up, and tis on my back, a beautiful set of angel wings. I fly, high and away. away from all hate. I look down, and i see nothing but hate. but then i see him. I fly towards the ground. I look him in the eyes, and tell him to take my hand. he takes it and we fly. We fly long and hard. Then i take him to my home, and sing him tosleep. Then he wakes up with a set of beautiful demon wings. We are linked together evil and good. We fly.