Look at my kid
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Look at my kid
"Don't cry, my child," he says And it gets bright brighter yet brighter But then he takes them by the hair and forces them down, And it gets dark, dark,... Yet darker. And he sings them a lullaby and brings them back to the castle, their exhausted bruised body in his large arms The king always questions and he just gives one of those dark smiles and says "They tripped going down the stairs" And the king would believe him. The queen was suspicious, but she had no place to question a royal scientist. She was not involved in the matters. And then their brother would dote over them and hold them whenever they had nightmares of him, yet they still didn't speak of him. They took handfuls of buttercups and stuffed them down their throat, wanting to get away from the evil man, to not be scared anymore And when they died, their brother died with them. And the king was infuriated. A note was left on their bed, detailing of what had happened. And the day he and the king went to look upon his greatest creation, the king, blinded with anger, pushed him into it. On the fall down, he whispered the name of the child he had obsessed over for years. "Chara...!"