Your father chipping away, each mark, each indent, an answer, till one day, it all clicks, it comes together, you are beautiful, you are whole, your father is an artist, and he knows your name, sometimes you walk into it, not knowing what you’re doing, you’re a virgin, fumbling, but you’re father knows how to fuck you, teach you what you need to know, hymen after hymen, you’ll slowly grow, my beautiful baby girl, an angel, one day, you could fall to Earth, fall for love, you'll explore the West, cast your spells, weave your tapestries, in the dark, cold forest, maybe you’ll remember what he said, maybe you’ll find the way, faced with a great, terrible beast, maybe, you’ll remember, how your father pierced into you, watching as your child, is about to be devoured, magic courses beneath your skin, a blast, of powerful energy, an explosion of blood, this monster, you’ve slayed him.

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