I can see you now, you don't know what to do about the sorrow in which they live, but do not fear or tremble. More than anything do NOT go near the destruction, do not even glance towards the direction of their sorrow. They could pull you down. I fear you would become stuck there forever, and you, delicate girl, do not belong in such a place. I can take all this pain and confusion away from your eyes. I can give you a clear mind, pretty face and soft hands. I can make you a bed of constant comfort, and- my dear princess- I will build you a fine castle. All you have to do is look away. Look away from these horrors, my darling. When you go out on the town your carriage will rise so high; you won't even have to worry about seeing the slums of pain down below. Soon, so very soon dear child you will forget that they even exist. Your life will be soft. Your life will be smooth.
Just look away. Look away, child, and I will give you everything. The cost is small, so small. You could even say it has no size at all! Such a tiny sacrifice to give up for what you are getting in return, your highness. Oh, what a queen you shall become! Just turn your head darling, it will only cost a soul.
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