Let there be war.
In my grief and rage-filled attempt at revenge,
I’d let myself fall right into the viscous lure of Eoin Ó Ceallaigh.
Unequipped to go against him, despite my efforts, I’ve been locked inside his ivory tower,
forced to become a prisoner of both his and my body.
He will stop at nothing to break me,to make me his.
And every day that passes I find that I lose a little bit of the woman I used to be.
War rages just outside my gilded cage,
But an even bigger one wages inside of my chest.
The question is, will I make it out alive?
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