The problem with secrets is they create powerful monsters.
And even more dangerous enemies.
Hes the keeper of all his familys secrets, the watcher of all.
He knows what Ive done, what Ive risked
the deadly choice I made.
The tangled vines of his mighty family tree are strangling me.
There is no escape.
I am locked away, captive to his twisted obsession and demands.
If I run, my hell will never end.
If I stay, he will devour me.
My only choice is to dare the monster to come out into the light,
before his darkness destroys us both.
Yes
he is the monster in hiding.
And he is the end of my beginning.
