Dedicated to all the creations unjustly punished by the gods we pray to.To all those souls suffering for what we call love, and to the great admiration I have for man, who has created such an exquisite way in which to express the language of the h
I bear no grudge against my creator, but it would be unfair for me to forget that daring he committed at the beginning of humanity.
Unjust has been that punishment of having separated me with whom I swore to be loyal until the end of my days, because that is what he entrusted me with.
Eve, my sweet Eve, the one who condemned the rest of the females, allowing herself to submit to man, what great damage she has already done.
Thanks to my thought is that I became the mother of all discord, queen of the demons, and eternal lover of a winged fool, mowed down by each of my creations, so it is.
If they wish to call me queen, let it not be of the evils created by God to persuade, but of those that man himself has created, and succumbed to throughout history, transforming himself over the centuries.
Of those that devour men little by little, among others.
Several moons ago I have learned that their end is for the same reasons; mercy I ask you Lord for these creatures that have been enchanted like me by your vagaries.
My children, here are my greatest memories, may they serve as a warning and a joy to your senses, eternally neat that which I call my truth.
Merci pour la lecture!
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