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The Daughter

 

 

 

 

I call her daughter. . . this girl. . .   .

 

 

She was born after my beloved was raped by the ruler of this place. . .

The girl did not become his daughter – the child is not only from the semen, but also from the thoughts of the parents. . .

The qualities of the semen do not pass into the child if the thoughts do not want to. . .    .

 

 

 

The second daughter was born from our love. . .     She looks like me – blonde, gray-eyed. . .

 

 

I called them “my beauties” . . .     They liked it. . .       They ran towards me as fast as they could. . .              I bent down to them, they were very small back then. . .

 

I taught my eldest what she could already understand. . .  She’s so obedient. . .   dark-haired, dark-eyed. . .       Her eyes are always sad, and the eyebrows are always apart, it rarely happens. . .

She loved listening to me. . .      she remembered everything at once. . .      Even what she shouldn’t even understand at her age. . .        She was special. . .      The Star.

 

I loved her as if she were my. . .    I considered her my own. . .      I tried not to remember that her parent. . .

 

And she called me father. . .         I know that she was told that I was not her real father, but she still. . .

 

It was a good time, even though we were starving. . .

 

 

 

 

I killed the rapists back then. . .       I caught them one by one. . .      One after the other. . .

 

Their children I did not touch back then, but they grew up and started to look for those who killed their fathers.

They gathered the squad together, even though they hated each other. . .      they understood that they could not do this in any other way. . .

 

They came to some village, caught children, tortured them in front of their parents until they were told who killed their fathers. . .

 

So they went from village to village until someone pointed at me. . .      Not because he knew, but because they all quietly hated us, the ones from O.

 

After all, we are almost gone – women were raped and they had babies with These. . .      men were killed. . .

Newborn O boys were killed too. . .         as soon as they were born. . .

These gave out where the O boy was born. . .

 

The girls were taken to the House. . .        the House of Death. . .

No one knows what the emperor did with them, what he told them to call himself, but no one ever came back from there. . .

 

 

In our village, we were the only ones from O. . .

 

 

 

 

I couldn’t, I didn’t have time. . . They were alone at home – my beloved and my two daughters. . .

 

They were taken to the House. . .      all three of them.

Usually, women who gave birth were not taken away. . .       they did not need them. . .      only girls. . .        when they grew up a little. . .

 

The elder one, the Starlet, they had seen before but they didn’t take her. . .         She was tall and ungainly a little. . .      her breasts never grew. . .              the younger one was still very young and thus allowed to grow up. . .

 

I shouldn’t have gone so far back then. . .      I was looking for something to feed them. . . there was nothing near the village for a long time. . .

When I returned, I found out that they had been taken away. . .       that my beloved had been tortured – where am I?   . . .   

They did not achieve anything and dragged away to themselves. . .     into the House. . .

 

 

 

I came to them myself. . .     They didn’t expect. . .

I wanted them to take the anger out on me. . .           I said I killed their fathers. . .      Alone.

 

I succeeded – I was the only one who was killed. . .

 

They were left alive. . .    my loved ones. . .         At least I could do that for them.

 

 

 

The fact that O could hear the voices of their dead ancestors, everyone knew. . .        for this, probably, they especially hated us. . .

I also wanted to teach my Starlet this. . .        I thought I could explain it. . .     Although it can’t be explained. . .        You just hear when you need to. . .       that’s all.

 

She listened intently and looked straight into my eyes with her dark eyes. . . 

I don’t know what she wanted to see. . .

 

 

 

 

When you die, it’s like falling somewhere. . .         a dark abyss and that’s it. . .     – that’s what my parents used to say. . .

When you kill, it’s not like that. . .

I was torn apart and every part was trying to help them – my loved ones. . .     and it couldn’t,     . . .        it couldn’t pull itself together to do what it wanted to do. . .

It wanted to exterminate all of These. . .      all their Genus. . .         until the very end. . .

What I didn’t dare to do in my lifetime.

 

 

 

I guess some part of me was telling my daughter what to do next. . .        I don’t know. . .

All I know is that it tried to do it. . .

I know that she was forced to search for me to destroy the still living parts of my soul. . .

I know she refused. . .

I know how she was tortured, how they mocked them, my beloved ones. . .

 

 

 

I gave them my life until there was nothing left. . .         only the pain and powerlessness. . . 

And also I could hear them. . .

 

 

 

Her body was thrown into a pit of shit, and her severed head was left as a reminder to others to be afraid. . .

The worms had eaten her brain. . .       then they began to climb out. . .           They’ve pushed them into the still living. . .           to be eaten alive. . .

 

 

 

 

She was the most unusual girl in the world. . .        my Star, my clever, my own. . .

 

 

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