Look Straight Down at the Mountains and Rivers

I want to write about a world like this: troubled times and war. I want to write about such a group of people: desperate and singing. I wrote two protagonists like this, I deprive them of all temptation to wish to give them death, I blind them, Wingless and ignorant, I shed starlight for them that only they care about, I want to see them stumble in pursuit, As the mountains and rivers descend, how will they dance? Mission: Freedom and Resistance