I came into the big hall, amused at the arrangements made, these people stored away all their decorations from the fear of me cursing them all. I make my way through the luxury, walls in designs unknown to me, fascinated. Face remains cold despite the excitement of the meeting. Arriving to the big bedroom, I see the one being dressed in garments of full coverage. Her parents speak as if proud “We present our beautiful child before you…” It feels strange, are those wounds on their hands?
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