truthfully; o62
There are times when it’s well within my power to save you but I don’t.
How did you turn all of our hearts to stone, your own must be iron.
Your mother and her mother. Your father and his father. Thunder.
Your sons and his son. Your daughter and her reflection. Ice.
Your sisters and their lovers. Your brothers and their wives. Fire.
No love between us women. No love lost.
What a perfect storm.