Watching and waiting, minding neither sleep nor slumber,
The mysterious woman keeps guard at Her post by the window.
Dressed in her black regalia, She ponders,
She's been kept in this room for weeks now;
Initially refusing to eat unitl the hefty and scary man forces Her to.
Now that man fills Her with dread, He looks upon Her with pure, unadulterated hatred.
Once He comes in, the atmosphere is filled with the vilest essence one can imagine...
Now, they have a way of making Her do things,
The moment She begins to prove difficult, They send her remedy.
So now, She's alone... as always,
It has been days since She saw the vision...
Her Scarlet Veil has deserted Her.
She softly sobs into the sleeve of Her gown.
Never has reaching out eluded Her; She has always found solace in the fact that Hers was a higher calling..
But today, She doesn't sense that feeling of belonging that usually envelops Her;
Today, She is alone; today, She is rudely aware of Her surroundings;
he sinks to the ground, tucking Her feet under Her, She supports Her back on the wall;
She blames Herself, She has been tested and tried and has been found wanting;
And because of that, She will receive her Scourge;
Her punishment; Her penance...
She will receive it, whatever it maybe;
And then, when restitution has been paid fully;
She can receive instruction.
Armed with this thought, She smiles through Her tears.
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