Slave to a masterful manipulator, Avei wrestled with the strings her abuser pulled on her
This existence was putrid, so laced with his hold over her mind
She could not understand this influence he had over her
She had made his world her own; and though she tried to break free
Everywhere she looked was a constant reminder of him
Avei wondered if he was right- no one would have her now
In a desperate plea, she turned to the shadowed faces of the lovers of this beast
And with a twisted grin, they mocked the dove in their midst