Chapter 36. Cries

“How can I make my people feel valued? How can I love them without discrimination and justice when I have been so unjust to my own self?”

Hot tears cascaded down like liquid a*** on Medusa’s cheeks. She looked at Zion shaking her head slightly, a sob breaking out, for once accepting the truth rather than fabricating an alternative dream world.

“One day, a single day, father, you showed me a little love and I came back running to you. Tell me…tell me did you deserve that? You have forgotten me when I truly needed you. Yes, you did save me, father, you killed the abusive woman who carried me into her womb but tell me were you any different than her? You took me to wars, showing such heinous deeds no thirteen year old should see, the bloodshed and massacre happening before my eyes were so brutal that I couldn’t even breathe in the air filled with the smoke and burning flesh. What crime I had committed to be given such cruel treatment…I was just a child, father.”

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