sins of my father

I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities

Both brows went upward for half a moment, before the rest of her features settled into a Cheshire grin and honed semblances of amusement. “Absolutely. Come aboard!” She waved her hands towards the remaining seating areas, rearranging so Fangorn was along her shoulder and Sila could fly alongside.

She unfurled the sails again, letting the breeze coast and wind along while they conversed, waiting until just the right instant – where the wind could catch and send them back into the air. “Check out the cannons,” and she patted them fondly, already tethering a multitude of hopes to them.

And then the zephyrs caught, snagging and pushing and pulling, and they were airborne, immediately adrift along the canvas of the Boondocks.

the honeybee

Besides that
I'm innocent