The 14th 2nd Moon
I don’t want to remember. . . It was the day I was supposed to give birth to my daughter. . .
she was then called Death. And I was called the Queen Death. .
This is how they joke.
This is not a crown on our head. . . the king has the crown, and we. . . In general, so that we can not kill his son if a boy is conceived, and not a girl, as usual.
We do not want a son to be born from him – so only girls are born.
The crown is needed so that he can hear thoughts. . . our thoughts. . . that’s why we try not to think at all. . . so that nothing can be heard. But if you know the moment when he falls asleep, then you can very quietly talk to your unborn girl. . . teach her. . . how to do it. . . when she is born.
About the boy. . .
It’s better not to think about the boy – it’s as if he’s not even inside you. . . alive. . .
Even if you hear this thought, it is not clear whether he is alive or not.
He needs a son so that, having destroyed his consciousness, to enter his brain and live there. As if in a new body.
So we want to kill so that he can’t live again. . . This one.
He’s been living like this for a long time. . . moving from body to body, killing the souls of the boys we thought of as our children. . .
Then we realized that they still become not ours when they stop sucking our milk. . . they suck it for a long time – up to three years. . . they suck everything out. . . and life, too.
And then we are killed – they don’t need us anymore.
Girls suck for up to a year. . . then they are taken away. . . for different things. . .
The beautiful ones will be bitches. . . Not very pretty ones will be servants. . . well, for other things, too.
You won’t think badly of us, will you?