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My Sacrafice
I swoop down c’ing him weak
I land and walk towardz him
A knife hidden behind my back
I clench it tight in my grasp
And move in for the kill
He turnz hiz big brown eyez
Burning into my own
He turnz the rest of hiz body
He stickz hiz chest out
Hiz eyez stop penetrating mine
And he takez a breath
Az if readying himself
For the kill
My sacrifice to my father
My father’z will
About to be done
He can sense it
I come out of my fighting position
I snap back to my normal Fey self
I blink I cant do thiz
I take a step backwardz
Then another and another
Until half of the field
Iz separating uz
Helping me resist the temptation
I feel my eyez go back to green
I turn and jump into the sky
I fly the whole way back the knife clenched in my hand.
I go into my father’z chamber.
I bow before him
“Father” I say. “I cannot fulfill ur wish, I will not fulfill ur wish” I say dropping the knife.
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